Lyrics

[Verse]
By the Yamuna’s quiet stream, the cattle graze at dawn,
The flute hums soft, the day begins, the world feels less forlorn.
Kanha’s steps in the grove, where shadows gently play,
The wind hums secrets in the leaves, and night turns into day.

[Chorus]
Oh, Kanha in the grove, where the wildflowers bloom,
With Radha’s song and Meera’s tune, you sweep away the gloom.
Stealing hearts like butter, oh, the thief we all adore,
Kanha in the grove, forever and evermore.

[Verse 2]
Milk pots hang from every branch, a test for those who dare,
The mischief in his twinkling eyes could chase away despair.
The cows stand still, the river bends, drawn to his gentle sound,
A melody that fills the air, where peace and joy are found.

[Bridge]
The flute calls out, it whispers low, it dances through the trees,
The saxophone joins softly, weaving magic with the breeze.
In every note, a story told, of love, of life, of lore,
Kanha in the grove, forever and evermore.

[Chorus]
Oh, Kanha in the grove, where the wildflowers bloom,
With Radha’s song and Meera’s tune, you sweep away the gloom.
Stealing hearts like butter, oh, the thief we all adore,
Kanha in the grove, forever and evermore.

[Outro]
Through the kunjvan’s quiet trails, his footsteps mark the way,
The shepherd boy, the playful king, the light of every day.
Oh, Kanha in the grove, with your flute and tender lore,
You dance through time eternal, forever and evermore.