I look in your eyes
I see the world
Being created
I paint on life canvas
Colors of feelings
But all fades,
And rest in your feet
Sound of your flute
Makes my self vanish
Krishna, you remain my only wish.
I look in your eyes
I see the world
Being created
I paint on life canvas
Colors of feelings
But all fades,
And rest in your feet
Sound of your flute
Makes my self vanish
Krishna, you remain my only wish.