for another trip
ready to take around Sun
the earth in new year
Frog and turtle were two good friends.
Basking together on beach-strand.
Flew over them, a hawk.
Turtle turned into rock.
Toad jumped long to reach out of sand.
Krishna plays flute for her
in token of love to Krishna
Radha brings bowl of butter
Kanha! in silence of your flute;
Your love is so intense,
my breath too goes on mute.
Krishna! You're my life's belief,
The world is full of woe;
it's only you, who gives relief.
Krishna! you live in my heart.
Whenever listens your name,
fills with joy and starts to spurt.
Kanha! you're always in my soul.
You are everything for me;
without you, my musings go foul.
I am fair, your complexion's dark.
But you are so adorable;
for you only, my dreams embark.
Radha! you are height of my love.
My flute blows only for you;
without you, its tune goes rough.
I like to play with you,
in Vrindavan streets, whole of day.
I take care of cows in meadow.
Who takes care of my butter,
I know, you are the benign fellow.
We played in unison
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