barsaat ke din aaye mulakaat ke din aaye
betabiyo ke sharaare bichhe hai
ye saawan ki rimjhim jhadi hai
kadam bekhudi me behakne lage hai
ye madhoshiyo ki ghadi hain
barsaat ke din aaye mulakaat ke din aaye
hum soch me the jinke us raat ke din aaye
barsaat ke din aaye barsaat ke din aaye

jalte rahe hum khayalo ke lau se
sahi humne barso judaai
cham cham barasti suhani ghata ne
ajab si agan hai lagaai
barsaat ke din aaye mulakaat ke din aaye
hum soch me the jinke us raat ke din aaye
barsaat ke din aaye barsaat ke din aaye

na tum hosh me ho na hum hosh me hai
behak jaaye na tum sambhalo hume
gujarish yahi hai tamannao ki
sanam baajuo me uthalo hume
jasbaat ke din aaye mulakaat ke din aaye
hum soch me the jinke us raat ke din aaye
barsaat ke din aaye barsaat ke din aaye

deewani deewani jawani mastani
garm saanso me tufan hai
deewana deewana sama hai deewana
zara si chahat bhi beimaan hai

dhua sa uthe hai kahi jism se
kaho baadlo se baraste rahe
saha jaaye na ye judaai ka gam
bhala kab talak hum taraste rahe
baraat ke din aaye mulakaat ke din aaye
hum soch me the jinke us raat ke din aaye
barsaat ke din aaye barsaat ke din aaye
barsaat ke din aaye

The rains have arrived, the days of meeting are here,
Sparks of longing are scattered.
This is the drizzle of the monsoon,
Footsteps stumble in a daze.
This is the hour of intoxication,
The rains have arrived, the days of meeting are here,
The nights of which we dreamt, have arrived.
The rains have arrived, the rains have arrived.

We burned in the flame of thought,
We endured years of separation,
The delightful clouds that poured down,
Have ignited a strange fire.
The rains have arrived, the days of meeting are here,
The nights of which we dreamt, have arrived.
The rains have arrived, the rains have arrived.

Neither you are in your senses, nor are we,
Lest we lose ourselves, hold us tight.
This is the plea of our desires,
Beloved, lift us in your arms.
The days of emotions have arrived, the days of meeting are here,
The nights of which we dreamt, have arrived.
The rains have arrived, the rains have arrived.

Wild, wild youth, intoxicated,
A storm in warm breaths,
Crazy, crazy is the atmosphere, crazy,
Even a little desire is treacherous.
Smoke rises somewhere from the body,
Tell the clouds to keep pouring.
This sorrow of separation cannot be borne,
How long shall we yearn?
The procession of love has arrived, the days of meeting are here,
The nights of which we dreamt, have arrived.
The rains have arrived, the rains have arrived.
The rains have arrived.