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Lyrics of Makhan Chor Nand Kishore Man Mohan Ghanshyam Re - माखन चोर नंद किशोर मनमोहन घनशाम रे
makhan chor nand kishor manmaohan ghansham re
kitne tere rup re, kitne tere nam re
makhan chor nand kishor manmaohan ghansham re
kitne tere rup re, kitne tere nam re
devki ma ne janam diya or maiya yasoda ne pala
devki ma ne janam diya or maiya yasoda ne pala
tu gokul ka gwala brinda ban ka bansuru wala
o aaj teri bansi fir baji mere man ke dham re
kitne tere rup re, kitne tere nam re
makhan chor nand kishor manmaohan ghansham re
kitne tere rup re, kitne tere nam re
kali nag ke sath lada tu jalim kans ko mara
kali nag ke sath lada tu jalim kans ko mara
bal awastha me hi tune khela khel ye sara
tera bachpan tera jiwan jaise ek sangram re
kitne tere rup re, kitne tere nam re
makhan chor nand kishor manmaohan ghansham re
kitne tere rup re, kitne tere nam re
tune sabka chain churaya o chitchor kanhaiya
tune sabka chain churaya o chitchor kanhaiya
o jane kab ghar aaye dekhe rah yasoda maiya
are vyakul radha dhundhe shyam na aaya ghnshyam re
makhan chor nand kishor manmaohan ghansham re
kitne tere rup re, kitne tere nam re
Poetic Translation - Lyrics of Makhan Chor Nand Kishore Man Mohan Ghanshyam Re
Butter thief, young Krishna, charmer, dark as a cloud,
How many forms have you, how many names bestowed?
Butter thief, young Krishna, charmer, dark as a cloud,
How many forms have you, how many names bestowed?
Devaki birthed you, and Yashoda raised you with care,
Devaki birthed you, and Yashoda raised you with care,
You, the cowherd of Gokul, the flute player of Vrinda's air.
Oh, today your flute echoes, in my heart's own home, I swear.
How many forms have you, how many names bestowed?
Butter thief, young Krishna, charmer, dark as a cloud,
How many forms have you, how many names bestowed?
You fought Kaliya, the serpent, and slew the cruel Kansa's might,
You fought Kaliya, the serpent, and slew the cruel Kansa's might,
In childhood's dawn, you played this battle, bathed in light.
Your youth, your life, a battlefield, burning ever so bright.
How many forms have you, how many names bestowed?
Butter thief, young Krishna, charmer, dark as a cloud,
How many forms have you, how many names bestowed?
You stole everyone's peace, oh, the thief of hearts, Kanha, true,
You stole everyone's peace, oh, the thief of hearts, Kanha, true,
When will you return home? Mother Yashoda yearns for you.
Restless Radha searches, Shyam has not come, oh, dark-hued hue.
Butter thief, young Krishna, charmer, dark as a cloud,
How many forms have you, how many names bestowed?
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.
