Maiyya Mori Main Nahin Makhan Khayo lyrics

(refrain) o maiyyā morī, maiṅ nahiṅ mākhan khāyo

(refrain) o maiyya mori, main nahin makhan khayo

(रेfरैन्) ओ मैय्या मोरी, मैङ नहिङ माखन खायो

In the morning, by your order, I associated with the cows and grazed Madhubana fields. At four hours later, I was playing the flute and roamed and it became evening and I came home. When could I have eaten the butter?

bhor bhayo gaiyana ke pāche (tune) madhubana mohi paṭhāyo cāra prahara vaṁśī vaṭa bhaṭakyo sāñjha paḍe ghara āyo (maiyyā, maiṅ kab mākhan khāyo)

bhor bhayo gaiyana ke pache (tune) madhubana mohi pathayo cara prahara vamsi vata bhatakyo sanjha pade ghara ayo (maiyya, main kab makhan khayo)

भोर भयो गैयन के पाछे (तुने) मधुबन मोहि पठायो चार प्रहर वंशी वट भटक्यो साञ्झ पडे घर आयो (मैय्या, मैङ कब माखन खायो)

In the morning, by your order, I associated with the cows and grazed Madhubana fields. At four hours later, I was playing the flute and roamed and it became evening and I came home. When could I have eaten the butter?

maiṅ bālaka vahi yan ko choṭo yeh chīko vidhī pāyo gvāla bāla sab bair paḍe haiṅ bar-bas mukha lapaṭāyo

main balaka vahi yan ko choto yeh chiko vidhi payo gvala bala sab bair pade hain bar-bas mukha lapatayo

मैङ बालक वहि यन को छोटो येह छीको विधी पायो ग्वाल बाल सब बैर पडे हैङ बर्बस मुख लपटायो

I am so short, and the butter is so high, that how it is possible for Me to reach such stature? These young calf drink milk from their mother cows, and they come and lick me on my lips.

yeh le apani lakuṭa kamarīya bahuta hī nāca nacāyo jiye tere kachu bheda upaj hai jāni parāyo jāñyo sūra dāsa tab hasī yaśodā le ura kaṇṭha lagāyo (naina nīra bharī āyo) (tai nahin mākhan khāyo)

yeh le apani lakuta kamariya bahuta hi naca nacayo jiye tere kachu bheda upaj hai jani parayo janyo sura dasa tab hasi yasoda le ura kantha lagayo (naina nira bhari ayo) (tai nahin makhan khayo)

येह ले अपनि लकुट कमरीय बहुत ही नाच नचायो जिये तेरे कछु भेद उपज है जानि परायो जाञ्यो सूर दास तब हसी यशोदा ले उर कण्ठ लगायो (नैन नीर भरी आयो) (तै नहिन माखन खायो)

“Here is your stick and kambala again, and use it dance. Now that you accuse Me wrongly. I now realize a great secret, that you are not My mother. You are My foster mother.” Sura Dasa, then, sees Mother Yasoda clasping Krsna on her breast and neck and said with teary eyes, “You didn’t eat butter!”