Original~

Raadhaaji naachat Brindaaban.

Pag thirkat hain baajat ghunghroo
chhanan chhanan chhan chhanan chhanan.

Taakat khag-mrig-gop-gopikaa
chhaadi sakal jag ke bandhan.

Bhooli adhar dhar murali vilokat
vismit-chakit-bhramit nand-nandan.

Brindaaban kee kunj galin maa
jhar jhar jharat amiya-ras ghan.

Translation~

Sri Radha is dancing in Vrindavan.
Her feet are moving and anklebells jingling:
chhanan chhanan chhan chhanan chhanan.

All birds and animals and gopas and gopis
are viewing the dance casting aside all bonds of the world.

Even the son of Nanda (i.e. Shri Krishna) is so amazed and
bewildered that the flute on his lips he has forgotten to blow.

In the gardens and streets of Vrindavan indeed,
the cloud of nectar is pouring thick and fast.
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