arz hai aapse aapse aur aapse bhi
khed ki ye bat hai apno se kahi jati hai
balam aayega aayega balam aayega aayega
balam aayega aayega chitthi aayi aitwar ki
sham talak aa jayega aayega
chitthi aayi aitwar ki sham talak aa jayega aayega

chahe gairo ko ispe yakin ho na ho
mera dil kah raha tha ki aayege wo
pehli pehali mulakat ki wo kasam
bhulkar bhi nahi bhul payege
balam aayega aayega balam aayega aayega
chitthi aayi aitwar ki sham talak aa jayega aayega
chitthi aayi aitwar ki sham talak aa jayega aayega

unko bhi ek palak nind aati na thi
dur the haye wo kitne majbur the
is taraf mere pehlu me ek aag thi
is taraf mere pehlu me ek aag thi
us taraf unke sine me nasur thi
balam aayega aayega balam aayega aayega
chitthi aayi aitwar ki sham talak aa jayega aayega
chitthi aayi aitwar ki sham talak aa jayega aayega

ha aye sakhi juda kas de mera
dhani resham ki chunri pehna de zara
meri aankho se meri aankho se unko bahut pyar hai
meri aankho me kajal laga de zara
balam aayega aayega balam aayega aayega
chitthi aayi aitwar ki sham talak aa jayega aayega
chitthi aayi aitwar ki sham talak aa jayega aayega
balam aayega aayega balam aayega aayega
balam aayega aayega

A plea I whisper, to you, to you, and to you, as well,
That this sorrow, it must be spoken, only among kin.
My Beloved will come, will come, my Beloved will come, will come,
My Beloved will come, will come, a letter arrived, of a Sunday,
By evening's embrace, he will be here, he will come.
A letter arrived, of a Sunday, by evening's embrace, he will be here, he will come.

Though strangers may doubt, believe it not at all,
My heart, it was whispering, he will come.
That first, tender meeting, the vow we did make,
Forgotten it never, he never will fail.
My Beloved will come, will come, my Beloved will come, will come,
A letter arrived, of a Sunday, by evening's embrace, he will be here, he will come.
A letter arrived, of a Sunday, by evening's embrace, he will be here, he will come.

They, too, found no slumber, not even a blink,
Distant they were, ah, how helpless, how bound.
Here, in my breast, a fire did burn,
Here, in my breast, a fire did burn,
There, in his chest, a festering wound.
My Beloved will come, will come, my Beloved will come, will come,
A letter arrived, of a Sunday, by evening's embrace, he will be here, he will come.
A letter arrived, of a Sunday, by evening's embrace, he will be here, he will come.

Oh, friend, bind my braid, with care and with grace,
Drape me in silk, of a vibrant, green space.
For my eyes, for my eyes, they hold his deep love,
In my eyes, let kohl linger, give them their place.
My Beloved will come, will come, my Beloved will come, will come,
A letter arrived, of a Sunday, by evening's embrace, he will be here, he will come.
A letter arrived, of a Sunday, by evening's embrace, he will be here, he will come.
My Beloved will come, will come, my Beloved will come, will come,
My Beloved will come, will come.