Letras
Bin piye nasha ho jata hai
Jab Radhe Radhe Gaate Hai
Hari naam ki masti chaa jaati hai
Jab Radha Naam se mann leharaye
(Spoken word)
I have heard the names of gods
But none echo like Radhe in the heart
No wine, herb or sacred fire
Can match the high when Her name starts
Eyes close, soul spins —
You feel it, don’t you?
That hum behind the breath
The nectar on the tongue of truth
(spoken word)
They said: “Without a drink, I saw the stars”
Just hearing Radhe Radhe from afar
In the heat of Vrindavan, in the cry of a flute,
I lost myself… and found the Truth
No temple walls could hold Her song
No ritual lasts that long
It’s the name, the name, the name—
Radhe Radhe — burning through every vein