

(hahaha) Under the shade of the ancient trees,
We run wild in the gentle breeze.
Hand in hand through the sacred grass,
Counting the golden hours that pass.
Balaram climbs up high,
Krishna aims for the sky!
(hey, look at that!)
Balaram,
Krishna!
Running through the forest clearing!
Balaram,
Krishna!
(hahaha) No one ever fearing!
When a wild shadow starts to loom,
Big brother sweeps away the gloom.
He protects with a giant stride,
While little Krishna laughs at his side.
(Oho! Hey brother!) (Catch
me if you can!)
Balaram, Krishna!
Running through the forest clearing!
Balaram, Krishna! (yeah!)
No one ever fearing! (hahaha)