Uski leela badi hai niraali
Translated by P. R. Ramachander
Uski leela badi hai Nirali hai Nirali Hai Nirali hai Nirali Uski leela badi hai Nirali
His plays are greatly strange, are strange,
Are Strange, are strange,
His plays are greatly strange
Yaad karte hai sham aur savare Ho ke rahte hai Ishwar jo tere Unke ghar hai prati din Diwali Uski leela badi hai Nirali
We remember about him in the dawn and the dusk,
And I am always yours oh God,
In his house, every day is Deepavali,
His plays are greatly strange
Baag unka hamesha hara hai Ghar unka hamesha bhara hai Jyot rab ki jinho ne jala li Uski leela badi hai Nirali
His gardens are always green,
His house is always full,
With the luster of God, which is lit by him,
His plays are greatly strange
Ek Ishwar hai sabka hai sahara Phool har ek usko pyara Kyuki har ek phool ka vo hai maali Uski leela badi hai niraali
One God is the support of everyone,
Each flower is to his liking,
For each flower, he is the gardener,
His plays are greatly strange
Har maata ki Godee sajaye Bhai bahano ke jode milaye Hai Dayalu bada jag ka maali Uski leela badi hai niraali
He decorated the lap of each mother,
He made teams of brothers and sisters,
He is exceedingly kind and is the gardner of the universe,
His plays are greatly strange
Na to dhan humse vo chahata hai Na to vo humse ann chahata hai Vo to shraddha ka bhooka hai khali Uski leela badi hai Nirali Hai niraali hai nirali Niraali niraali nirali
He does not want money from us,
Nor does he want food from us,
And he is only hungry for your devotion,
His plays are greatly strange
Greatly strange, greatly strange,
strange, strange, strange.