Dekh sabe srishti ko bhesa, See the one who creates this world. Chathaka mor pithadam, like a proud peacock pritham hara shyam shaaje, to Lord Krishna we lose our souls in order to decorate him. Barsan laagi badariya rhoom jhoom ke, The clouds gather in splendor, badal garaje, bijuri chamake, as they thunder lightning strikes, bolan lagi koyelia jhoom jhoom ke and the koyel bird sings, barsan laagi badariya rhoom jhoom ke aangiyan bheeje, chunar bheeje, the roads are full of water and ruined clothing. Jhulan laagi punariya jhoom jhoom ke because of which the penitent’s work is made difficult. Barsan laagi badariya rhoom jhoom ke. The clouds gathered in splendor.