Little birds, the most beautiful van (forest) ,
Is anyone luckier than you?
Well, the answer is none,
Oh! Yes, you're in Vrindavan
You're in a beautiful place,
With your sweet and charming little face,
Oh! Yes, you're in Vrindavan,
You're in Nidhivan
Oh! I can hear your songs;
They're so melodious
I lose all the tensions by hearing them,
And that's why they're so precious.
I can see leaves falling in the pond,
And you and trees have a strong bond
Because you love them,
And they love you too.
Your bond must not be lost,
That is my wish,
The artificial things mustn't destroy you,
The things which are cruel and stylish
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