जो मैं होती ब्रज की धेनु
कान्हा के संग रमी रमाती।
जो मैं होती चिर चिरैया
चह चह करती निधि वन चारी ओर।।
जो मैं होती हरिदास के कंठ सुर
भरमाती चारी ओर।
क्यों न जाऊँ ब्रज की ओर
सखी रे चलो चले ब्रज की ओर।।
आज हम नाचे गाये ब्रज भूमि पर
रटत रटत नन्द किशोर।
ब्रज की मिट्टी ब्रज की काया
ब्रज की माया में मैं रम गई।।
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If I were a cow of Braj,
I would frolic and roam alongside Kanha.
If I were a little bird,
I would chirp and sing all across the forests of Braj.
If I were the melody in a devotee's voice,
I would let the music drift in every direction.
Why shouldn't I head towards Braj?
Oh friend, come, let us go to Braj.
Today, let us dance and sing upon the soil of Braj,
Constantly chanting the name of Nand Kishore.
The soil of Braj, the essence of Braj—
I have become immersed in the enchanting magic of Braj.
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@ Ramesh Rai
12/13.8.2026
21.8.2026
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