(Sawaiya)
Muskan Se Kaam Tamaam Hua,
Tirchhe Drig Kyon Ab Taanta Hai.
Ati Sundar Gol Kapol Tere,
Bhrikuti-Lakuti Pehichanta Hai. [1]
Parinaam Mein Dukhko Jaanta Hai,
Par Haay Nahin Hath Thaanata Hai.
Bahutera Kaha Par Tere Bina,
Man Mera Na Mohan! Maanta Hai. [2]
- Braj Ke Sawaiya
Your smile has conquered me—why wound me now with arrows from Your restless eyes? Your round cheeks, Your mischievous brows—their charm is carved deep in my heart. [1]
Though I know this love will end in pain, still my mind refuses to surrender its stubborn longing. O Mohana! I have tried to counsel myself countless times, yet without You, my heart bows to nothing. [2]
Muskan Se Kaam Tamaam Hua,
Tirchhe Drig Kyon Ab Taanta Hai.
Ati Sundar Gol Kapol Tere,
Bhrikuti-Lakuti Pehichanta Hai. [1]
Parinaam Mein Dukhko Jaanta Hai,
Par Haay Nahin Hath Thaanata Hai.
Bahutera Kaha Par Tere Bina,
Man Mera Na Mohan! Maanta Hai. [2]
- Braj Ke Sawaiya
Your smile has conquered me—why wound me now with arrows from Your restless eyes? Your round cheeks, Your mischievous brows—their charm is carved deep in my heart. [1]
Though I know this love will end in pain, still my mind refuses to surrender its stubborn longing. O Mohana! I have tried to counsel myself countless times, yet without You, my heart bows to nothing. [2]