धूरि भरे अति सोहत स्याम जू, तैसी बनी सिर सुंदर चोटी।
खेलत खात फिरैं अँगना, पग पैंजनी बाजति, पीरी कछोटी॥
वा छबि को रसखान बिलोकत, वारत काम कला निधि कोटी।
काग के भाग बड़े सजनी, हरि हाथ सों लै गयो माखन रोटी॥
Dhuri bhare ati sohat Syam ju, taisi bani sir sundar choti,
khelat khat phirain angana, pag painjani bajati, piri kachhoti.
Va chhabi ko Raskhan bilokat, varat Kam kala nidhi koti,
kag ke bhag bade sajani, Hari hath son lai gayo makhan roti.
Meaning
Covered in dust, Shyam looks so lovely, and the little plait on his head is just as pretty. He wanders about the courtyard playing and eating, anklets ringing on his feet, a small yellow loincloth round his waist.
Seeing that sight, says Raskhan, one would offer up millions of Kamadevas and moons. How great is the crow’s good fortune, my friend: it snatched the butter and roti right out of Hari’s hand!
About this bhajan
A single savaiya, and one of the most loved in Braj Bhasha: little Krishna, dusty from play, wandering the courtyard with butter and roti in his hand, until a crow swoops down and takes it. Raskhan does not pity the child; he envies the crow, who has received prasad straight from Hari’s hand. The turn in the last line is why people remember it, and why Krishna-kirtan singers save it for the end.
Sujan Raskhan, savaiya; text as on Kavita Kosh