Yellow pitambari and in your legs slippers softy softy
Seeing you, yashoda maiya goes bawri bawri
The only one of the one and only Radha bawri
Seeing whom the gopies go ‘Howdy Howdy’
And the gopas in the skies feel your love lofty lofty
Govardharn parvat on the little finger of your softy softy
Stealing makhan and winning hearts you go chori chori
Playing your flute, tranceful dance go the gopa gopi
Ruling over the world, you are ruling our hearts lovely lovely
That we have become yours and only yours truly truly
- Dr. Hira