आरती कुंजबिहारी की, श्री गिरिधर कृष्ण मुरारी की॥

Aarti Kunj Bihari ki, Shri Giridhar Krishna Murari ki.

Aarti to Krishna who sports in the groves of Vrindavan: to Shri Giridhar, the lifter of the mountain, Krishna, Murari.

गले में बैजंती माला, बजावै मुरली मधुर बाला। श्रवण में कुण्डल झलकाला, नंद के आनंद नंदलाला। गगन सम अंग कांति काली, राधिका चमक रही आली। लतन में ठाढ़े बनमाली॥ भ्रमर सी अलक, कस्तूरी तिलक, चंद्र सी झलक, ललित छवि श्यामा प्यारी की॥ श्री गिरिधर कृष्ण मुरारी की…

Gale mein baijanti mala, bajavai murli madhur bala, Shravan mein kundal jhalkala, Nand ke anand Nandlala, Gagan sam ang kanti kali, Radhika chamak rahi aali, Latan mein thadhe Banmali. Bhramar si alak, kasturi tilak, chandra si jhalak, Lalit chhavi Shyama pyari ki. Shri Giridhar Krishna Murari ki…

The Vaijayanti garland at his neck, the young one plays the sweet flute; earrings glitter at his ears: Nandalal, the joy of Nanda. His body is dark as the sky, and Radhika shines beside him, O friend; the forest-garlanded one stands among the creepers. Curls dark as black bees, a musk tilak, a glow like the moon: lovely is the image of the beloved of Shyama.

कनकमय मोर मुकुट बिलसै, देवता दरसन को तरसैं। गगन सों सुमन रासि बरसै॥ बजे मुरचंग, मधुर मिरदंग, ग्वालिन संग, अतुल रति गोप कुमारी की॥ श्री गिरिधर कृष्ण मुरारी की…

Kanakmay mor mukut bilsai, devta darsan ko tarsain, Gagan son suman raasi barsai. Baje murchang, madhur mirdang, gwalin sang, Atul rati gop kumari ki. Shri Giridhar Krishna Murari ki…

The golden peacock-feather crown gleams; the gods long for his darshan and rain heaps of flowers from the sky. The murchang and sweet mridang play, and among the gopis is the matchless love of the cowherd maiden Radha.

जहां ते प्रकट भई गंगा, कलुष कलि हारिणि श्रीगंगा। स्मरन ते होत मोह भंगा॥ बसी शिव सीस, जटा के बीच, हरै अघ कीच, चरन छवि श्रीबनवारी की॥ श्री गिरिधर कृष्ण मुरारी की…

Jahan te prakat bhai Ganga, kalush kali harini Shri Ganga, Smaran te hot moh bhanga. Basi Shiv sees, jata ke beech, harai agh keech, Charan chhavi Shri Banwari ki. Shri Giridhar Krishna Murari ki…

Those are the beautiful feet of Shri Banwari from which the holy Ganga appeared: Ganga who takes away the sins of the Kali age, whose very remembrance breaks delusion, who lives in the matted locks on Shiva's head and washes away the mire of sin.

चमकती उज्ज्वल तट रेनू, बज रही वृंदावन बेनू। चहुं दिसि गोपि ग्वाल धेनू॥ हंसत मृदु मंद, चांदनी चंद, कटत भव फंद, टेर सुन दीन दुखारी की॥ श्री गिरिधर कृष्ण मुरारी की…

Chamakti ujjwal tat renu, baj rahi Vrindavan benu, Chahun disi gopi gwal dhenu. Hansat mridu mand, chandni chand, katat bhav phand, Ter sun deen dukhari ki. Shri Giridhar Krishna Murari ki…

The sand on the Yamuna's bank sparkles; the flute is playing in Vrindavan, with gopis, cowherd boys and cows all around. He smiles softly like moonlight, and the noose of worldly life is cut. O Lord, hear the cry of this humble, suffering one.

आरती कुंजबिहारी की, श्री गिरिधर कृष्ण मुरारी की॥

Aarti Kunj Bihari ki, Shri Giridhar Krishna Murari ki.

Aarti to Kunj Bihari, to Shri Giridhar Krishna Murari.