VRAJA RÁJ NANDANA
MÚRTA KARUŃÁGHANA
ÁMI TOMÁKE BHÚLIBO NÁ
KICHUI CÁHO NIKO TUMI
REKHE GECHO VRAJA BHÚMI
DIYECHO AYUT PRERAŃÁ
ÁMI TOMÁKE BHÚLIBO NÁ
VRAJER VRIKŚA LATÁ
PASHU PÁKHI SARITÁ
NÁCE PRÁŃE NIYE TAVA BHÁVANÁ
ÁMI TOMÁKE BHÚLIBO NÁ
VRAJA VÁSI PRIITI BHARE
ÁJO TAVA NÁM KARE
KHUNJE PHERE MÁKHAN CORE
HIYÁ BHARÁ NIYE DYOTANÁ,
ÁMI TOMÁKE BHÚLIBO NÁ
O charming prince of Vraja!
O embodiment of intense mercy!
I shall not forget You.
You do not desire anything.
You gave much inspiration to the land of Vraja.
Belonging to Vraja,
the trees, creepers,
herds, birds and streams,
dance overjoyed in Your ideation.
The inhabitants of Vraja
even today,
full of love,
take Your name
in search of the butter stealer,
with hearts full of expression.