Bewitched I am beloved,  with your many charms;

That's why my beloved, I wish to die, in your loving arms.

Feel your heartbeats , I wish to, holding there my face

Imagine I can, how quickly my own heart will race.

Love is eternal,  it never dies,  believe this I do;

Asks Radha, "Kanhai, come back to me,  when will you?"

HAPPY  JANMASHTAMI

Armin Dutia Motashaw