In Vrindavan, so pure and bright,
Lives Krishna, the source of light.
Madhura Utsav, a festival of joy,
Celebrates the love of this divine boy.

He plays the flute, so soft, so sweet,
A tune that makes every heart beat.
The gopis dance with love so true,
In Krishna’s presence, life feels new.

Wearing yellow,
with a peacock crown,
He spreads love all around.
A guide, a friend, a protector dear,
In every heart,...