barase bundiyaan saavan ki
saavan ki man bhaavan ki

saavan me umagyo mero man
bhanak suni hari aavan ki
umad-ghumad chahu dishaa se aayo
daamini damake jhar laavan ki

nanhi-nanhi bundan mehaa barase
shital pavan suhaavan ki
miraa ke prabhu giridhar naagar
aanad magal gaavan ki

barase bundiyaan saavan ki
saavan ki man bhaavan ki

The monsoon's tears descend,
Of a season the heart loves to lend.
My spirit swells in summer's grace,
A whisper of the Beloved's embrace.

From every quarter, clouds arise,
Lightning dances in the skies.
Tiny droplets, the heavens weep,
A cooling breeze, secrets to keep.

Mira's Lord, the mountain's crest,
Joy and blessing, He has blessed.
The monsoon's tears descend,
Of a season the heart loves to lend.