bhige hue aanchal me sameto na badan ko
sawan me kahi aag na lag jaye chaman ko
sawan me kahi aag na lag jaye chaman ko

uljhi hui sanse hai dhadkta hua sina
ae uljhi hui sanse hai dhadkta hua sina
hotho pe dabi bat hai mathe pe pasina
ae he khilti hai kali dekh ke najuk se dahan ko
sawan me kahi aag na lag jaye chaman ko
sawan me kahi aag na lag jaye chaman ko

ye madbhari tanhai ye tanhai ka jadu
ae ye madbhari tanhai ye tanhai ka jadu
aise me bhala kaise ho zazbat pe kabu
ae hey rangi bana lo isi palbhar ke milan ko
sawan me kahi aag na lag jaye chaman ko
sawan me kahi aag na lag jaye chaman ko

Wrap not your form in the soaked cloth,
Lest fire should ignite the garden in the monsoon's froth.
Lest fire should ignite the garden in the monsoon's froth.

Entangled breaths and a heart that beats,
Oh, entangled breaths and a heart that beats,
A hidden word on the lips, sweat on the brow it meets,
Oh, blooms the bud at the sight of delicate mouth,
Lest fire should ignite the garden in the monsoon's south.
Lest fire should ignite the garden in the monsoon's south.

This honeyed solitude, this magic it weaves,
Oh, this honeyed solitude, the enchantment it cleaves,
How then, can restraint be held, the heart it believes?
Oh, color this moment, this meeting of grace,
Lest fire should ignite the garden in this sacred space.
Lest fire should ignite the garden in this sacred space.