Shyam,
Ghanashyam,
Where You
Krishna-Kanhaiya?
Where I look sad and gloomy,
Light gone out,
I call You, call You,
Shyam, Ghanashyam!
When the dark clouds loom around,
It darkens and appears to be gloomy,
I call You, call You,
O my Shyam, O my Ghanashyam!
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