Let me stop listening to all your stories from everyone...
Start surprising me like you do all Gopis for once yaar...

Because the desire to have in life,
To visit Brindavan every day every night,
Makes me senseless to do anything else.

If you are also thinking of me,
I know you love me more than I could ever Krishna...
I don't doubt about that,
But make me possible enough to visit you like you are visiting me,
Or what's the use...

You are taking promises from me not to cry,
But you are not in front of me,
not visible to my these eyes...
Give me those special glasses with which
I can access your presence,
Or how will you stop me from bothering you every now and then...
Asking you from you natkhat nanda Koshor...

Having everything also I will be a bagger,
and being a bagger also will be a Queen,
In your love, you being around Krishna...
Love me like you do...
Make my way to Brindavan like you do...

I know with my desires I can write my destiny and have this whole universe,
But I need that universe,
Where everyone is lost in your love...
Brindavan is what my heart is longing for...
In this material world,
Experiencing you is what makes me me Krishna...

© RadheRadhe