Man ko mohle le bansi ji, today we will celebrate his birthday. He stole butter and fed him a lot, would smile with him.
Will decorate the courtyard of the house, Kanha will come to my house. By playing the plate, butter will be fed to sugar candy.
Kanha will come home, happiness will also be brought along. By erasing all the sorrow, happiness will be filled in suppression.
He plays the flute a lot, narrates the tone of love. The courtyard of the house blooms, when Nand Gopal comes.
There is a lot of enthusiasm, that today the wait of a year will be completed. Nand Gopal will come, and we will celebrate Janmashtami.
May Kanhaiya Lal's blessings rain, sorrow and pain turn into happiness. We love Kanha's flute, let us get lost in the melodious melody of the murli.
Danced by playing the bansi, taught the world the lesson of love. Naughty little Nand Gopal, everyone liked it very much.
The joy of Kanha's arrival has made him forget all the pain and sorrow. There was no light, today my home courtyard is lit up.