haane kai kai bol sunava
haane kai kai bol sunava
maara saanvara girdhari
haane kai kai bol sunava

aa radha pyari de daro na bansi mori
radha pyari de daro na bansi mori
ye bansi me mero praan basat hain
ye bansi me mero praan basat hain
wo basi ho gayi chori, gayi chori
radha pyari de daro na bansi mori

radha pyari de daro na bansi mori
radha pyari
aa aa aa aa
kaahe se gaaun, kaahe se bajaaun
kaahe se laaun, gaya ghiri gaya ghiri
radha pyari de daro na bansi mori
radha pyari

ha ha karat tere paiya padat
taras khaao pyari pyari mori radha pyari
ha ha karat tere paiya padat
taras khaao pyari pyari mori radha pyari
radha pyari de daro na bansi mori
radha pyari de daro na bansi mori
radha pyari

mira ke prbhu giridhar nagar
mira ke prbhu giridhar nagar
bansi lekar chhodi
bansi lekar todi
radha pyari de daro na bansi mori
radha pyari de daro na bansi mori

What words can I now utter,
What words can I sing to You?
My dark-skinned Girdhari,
What can I now say to You?

Oh Radha, beloved, return my flute,
Radha, beloved, return my flute,
Within this flute, my life resides,
Within this flute, my very soul dwells,
The flute has been stolen, vanished, gone astray,
Radha, beloved, return my flute.

Radha, beloved, return my flute,
Radha, beloved…
Ah…ah…ah…ah…
With what do I sing, with what do I play,
With what do I bring, trapped and lost, so lost?
Radha, beloved, return my flute.
Radha, beloved…

With laughter I fall at your feet,
Have mercy, lovely Radha, my sweet,
With laughter I fall at your feet,
Have mercy, lovely Radha, my sweet,
Radha, beloved, return my flute,
Radha, beloved, return my flute,
Radha, beloved…

Meera's Lord, the Girdhar of the town,
Meera's Lord, the Girdhar of the town,
Took the flute and then released it,
Took the flute and then set it free,
Radha, beloved, return my flute,
Radha, beloved, return my flute.