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Lyrics of Madhuban Mein Radhika Nache - मधुबन में राधिका नाचे रे
madhuban me radhika nache re, madhuban me radhika nache re
giradhar ki muraliya baje re, giradhar ki muraliya baje re
madhuban me radhika nache re
pag me ghunghar bandhke, aa aa, aa pag me ghunghar bandhke
ghunghata mukh par dar ke, nainan me kajara lagake re
madhuban me radhika nache re
dolat chham chham kamani, aa dolat chham chham kamani
chamakat jaise damani chanchal, pyari chhab lage re
madhuban me radhika nache re, giradhar ki muraliya baje re
madhuban me radhika nache re
maridang baje titakitadhum titakitadhum ta ta
maridang baje titakitadhum titakitadhum ta ta
na chat chum chum ta thaiya ta thaiya
madhuban me radhika nache re
madhuban me radhika madhuban me radhika nache re
madhuban me radhika madhuban me radhika nache re
sa sa sa ni dha pa ma pa dha pa ga ma re sa ni re sa
sa sa ga ma dha dha ni dha sa
madhuban me radhika nache re, madhuban me radhika
oo de na dir dir dha ni ta dha re dim dim ta na na
na dir dir dha ni ta dha re dim dim ta na na
na dir dir dha ni ta dha re dim dim ta na na
na dir dir dha ni ta dha re
oo de tana dir dir tana dir dir dir dir dum dir dir dir
dhaa titakita tak dum titakita tak
titakita titakita ta dha ni na dir dir dha ni ta dha re
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Madhuban Mein Radhika Nache
In the honeyed grove, Radha dances,
In the honeyed grove, Radha dances.
Giridhar's flute now softly calls,
Giridhar's flute now softly calls.
In the honeyed grove, Radha dances.
Anklets chime upon her feet,
Ah, anklets chime upon her feet.
A veil now falls upon her face,
With kohl-lined eyes, a sacred grace,
In the honeyed grove, Radha dances.
A maiden sways, a gentle sway,
Ah, a maiden sways and finds her way.
Like lightning's flash, her beauty bright,
A vision born of pure delight,
In the honeyed grove, Radha dances.
Giridhar's flute now softly calls,
In the honeyed grove, Radha dances.
The mridang beats, *Tikit-dhoom, Tikit-dhoom, Ta, Ta,*
The mridang beats, *Tikit-dhoom, Tikit-dhoom, Ta, Ta,*
*Na Chat Choom Choom Ta Thaiyya, Ta Thaiyya*
In the honeyed grove, Radha dances.
In the honeyed grove, Radha dances,
In the honeyed grove, Radha dances.
Sa Sa Sa Ni Dha Pa Ma Pa Dha Pa
Ga Ma Re Ma Re Sa Ni Re Sa
Sa Sa Ga Ma Dha Dha Ni Dha Sa
Oh De Na Dir Dir Dha Ni Ta Dha
Re Dim Dim Ta Na Na
Na Dir Dir Dha Ni Ta Dha
Re Dim Dim Ta Na Na
Na Dir Dir Dha Ni Ta Dha Re
Oh De Taana Dir Dir Taana Dir Dir
Dir Dir Dam Dir Dir Dir
Dha Titakita Tak Dim Titakita Tak
Titakita Titakita Ta Dha Ni
Na Dir Dir Dha Ni Ta Dha Re
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.
