साँझ भई औ कान्हा, दरसन ना दियौ आय

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Artwork: Yashoda Binding Krishna (Damodar Lila) by Shri Indra Sharma. Image courtesy of Bhaktivedanta Book Trust.

English translation

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Evening has fallen, and still, Kanha, you haven't shown your face. The children at home are crying with hunger, and the stove hasn't even been lit. (Gopis are standing, asking for Kanha to give darshan. They have left their crying children at home)

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Listen, Mother Yashoda, come to the doorway, take Mohan (Krishna) by the hand, our hearts are growing restless (without seeing him).

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The cows stand calling out, asking when they will be milked, and when Kanha will be fed (as it's already late)

They are saying that Lalla (Krishna) does not belong to you (Yashoda) alone, Kanha belongs to everyone.

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Disguised as a sages, Gods wander through the lanes of Braj, and no other joy appeals to them except the divine play (leela) of Madhusudan.

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Singing hymns of Hari (Krishna), I (the poet) am filled with a longing,

To turn into dew and rush to wash the feet of Gobind (Krishna).

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