maiya ki mamta sajhi sajh baba ka pyar
baal baal ki mitrata gopiyan ki manohar
sajh ke sab parivar ko sajh murli ki taan
apno se mukh mod ke mathura chale re kanha

suna suna lage brij ka dham
gokul ko chhod chale re ghansham
suna suna lage brij ka dham
gokul ko chhod chale re ghansham

jamuna roye madhuvan roye roye kadam ki chhaiya
bhar bhar naina roye re gawale roye brij ki gaiya
raah rok kar roye mansuka bilakh rahe more sham re
suna suna lage brij ka dham
gokul ko chhod chale re ghansham
suna suna lage brij ka dham
gokul ko chhod chale re ghansham

khol sake na ghar ke panchhi ashuan se bhahre naina
aaja kanha na ja kanha na ja kahna
aaja kanha na ja kanha kuke re pinjare ki maina
nadiya roye giriwar roye le kanha ka naam re
suna suna lage brij ka dham
gokul ko chhod chale re ghansham

prem diwani radha rani bhar nainan me pani
prem diwani radha rani bhar nainan me pani
subak subak kahe haye re kanha haye re kanha
subak subak kahe haye re kanha
tune birha ki peedh na jani
kaise kategi tum bin sathi jivan ki ab shaam re
suna suna lage brij ka dham
gokul ko chhod chale re ghansham
suna suna lage brij ka dham
gokul ko chhod chale re ghansham

A mother's love, a father's grace,
Friendship woven through each face,
The gopis' charm, a vibrant hue,
The family's warmth, forever true.
The flute's sweet song, a tender plea,
Turning from kin, to Mathura, He.

Empty, empty, Brindavan's keep,
Leaving Gokul, into slumber deep.
Empty, empty, Brindavan's keep,
Leaving Gokul, into slumber deep.

Yamuna weeps, the Madhuban sighs,
Kadamb trees weep beneath the skies.
Tears welling, the cowherds weep,
The cows of Braj their vigil keep.
Blocking the path, Mansuka cries,
"My Shyam, return before my eyes!"
Empty, empty, Brindavan's keep,
Leaving Gokul, into slumber deep.
Empty, empty, Brindavan's keep,
Leaving Gokul, into slumber deep.

The caged birds cannot break free,
Tears clouding every feathered eye.
"Come back, Kanha! Do not go,
Come back, Kanha!" the caged bird's woe,
The rivers weep, the mountains moan,
As Kanha's name is softly flown.
Empty, empty, Brindavan's keep,
Leaving Gokul, into slumber deep.

Radha, love's mad devotee,
Tears overflowing, wild and free.
Radha, love's mad devotee,
Tears overflowing, wild and free.
Sobbing, sobbing, "Oh Kanha, woe!"
"Oh Kanha, you have to know!"
You have not felt the ache of parting's sting,
How will life's evening ever sing?
Empty, empty, Brindavan's keep,
Leaving Gokul, into slumber deep.
Empty, empty, Brindavan's keep,
Leaving Gokul, into slumber deep.