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mother yashoda, your kanha
he holds my wrist at waterfront
he teases me, he fights with me
saved by but the grace of lord
in the streets of gokul, on the shores of jamuna
he throws pebbles at me stealthily
his mischieveous styles, his innocent face
he wets me during holi
doesn't leave arm
twists the wrists
doesn't leave arm, twists the wrists
even when i beg, he doesn't leave me alone
he weaves me in magic of sweet nothings
saved by but the grace of lord
whenever mohan plays flute
my anklets ***
when he flirts with me with his eyes
i cannot help but hold my heart
i have lost my senses
and my sleep
i have lost my senses and my sleep
i couldn't finish what i sat to do
i had to control my heart with great effort
saved by but the grace of lord
kanha of gokul has occupied my heart
i am fortunate to have found him
agreed that he is darling of all
yet he will be still your son
darling is lovely
all thanks to you
darling is lovely all thanks to you
you have taken us all in your loving shadows
we have to live under your blessings
by the grace of lord, yes, yes
by the grace of lord
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