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Lyrics of Dekho Kaanha Nahee Maanat Batiya - देखो कान्हा नहीं मानत बतियाँ
bansi baja ke kare barjori
bansi baja ke kare barjori
binati karu par mane nahi mori
dekho, dekho roke hamari dagariya
chhaliya chhede basuriya
dekho kanha nahi manat batiya
jamuna pe aayi bharan gagariya
gagariya gagariya
jamuna pe aayi bharan gagariya
nir bharat jamuna tat par jab bhar
bhar nir uthaye gagar
tab dagar chalat mohe chedat langar
hat jao ji kuvar,futi jat gagar
mohe chhod chhod
madhav, madhav, madhav
mohe chhod chhod
madhav, madhav, madhav
mohe chhod chhod
madhav, madhav, madhav
jamuna pe aayi bharan gagariya
jamuna pe aayi bharan gagariya
mai to bholi shyama gujariya
bhari gagari me more kankadiya
chhaliya chhede basuriya
dekho kanha nahi manat batiya
chhaliya chhede basuriya
dekho kanha nahi manat batiya
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Dekho Kaanha Nahee Maanat Batiya
Behold, Krishna, he heeds not my pleas,
Behold, Krishna, he heeds not my pleas,
The trickster plays his flute's sweet tease,
Behold, Krishna, he heeds not my pleas.
With flute he bids, a forceful claim,
With flute he bids, a forceful claim,
I plead, yet finds my words in vain,
See, see, he blocks the path I frame,
The trickster plays his flute's sweet game,
Behold, Krishna, he heeds not my pleas.
To Yamuna's edge, I came to fill my urn,
To Yamuna's edge, I came to fill my urn,
As I gather water, my task to learn,
At the river's shore, when the vessel I turn,
I lift my pot, with the water I earn,
Then, as I walk, he mocks, he'll yearn,
"Move aside, young prince, my vessel to spurn!"
Leave me, Madhav,
Madhav, Madhav, leave me be,
Madhav, Madhav, Madhav, leave me be,
Madhav, Madhav, Madhav.
To Yamuna's edge, I came to fill my urn,
To Yamuna's edge, I came to fill my urn,
A simple milkmaid, my heart to discern,
He casts a stone, as my vessel I turn,
The trickster plays his flute's sweet burn,
Behold, Krishna, he heeds not my pleas,
The trickster plays his flute's sweet burn,
Behold, Krishna, he heeds not my pleas.
This Poetic Translation, in English, has been provided mainly for those users who do not understand Hindi. This is a basic translation and could have minor mistakes. Thanks.
