Is that the music of your flute,
Or the charm of your being around me,
That mesmerizes me.
O Krishna you’re the true meaning,
To this Life, Love, and Soul.
Your eyes charm me to the bosom.
Your smile is like a child’s play.
The way you look at me with your wits,
Makes me more attracted to you.
O Lord of the love, I’m a beggar before you,
Your grace is far beyond my reach.
When you bestow your love,
It melts my soul,
Makes me flow like water through rough land.