Murali dhari

With your cool gestures,

I have become crazy.

When you remember me,

I am looking forward to meeting you.

With the sound of your flute, I

I am becoming intoxicated.

I look around for you,

Still I can't find you.

I love your sweet face,

I am yearning to see

With your prying eyes,

I am getting injured.

The streets of Vraj are deserted,

Yamuna bank is also deserted.

Even this life without you,

I am become incomplete.

Come show me your face,

Oh Shyam "Murli" dhari,

Give me the vision now,

I came in your shelter.