chanda ko chakor tarse badra ko more tarse
chanda ko chakor tarse badra ko more tarse
tere liye mere piya haye re tarse mora jiya
chanda ko chakor tarse badra ko more tarse

ghir aao tum banke badariya
nena bhi hai suni dagariya
barson se tum re hi garajti
main pyasi hun mere sawariyan
main pyasi hun mere sawariyan
chanda ko chakor tarse badra ko more tarse
chanda ko chakor tarse badra ko more tarse

ab kaise main pyar chupaaun
sari raina neer bahaun
tum to mujhse rooth gaye ho
main jeevan se rooth na jaun
main jeevan se rooth na jaun
chanda ko chakor tarse badra ko more tarse
chanda ko chakor tarse badra ko more tarse

The moon craves the gaze of the partridge,
The clouds, the peacock's yearning cries.
For you, my love, oh, how my heart aches,
My soul, it thirsts and deeply sighs.
The moon craves the gaze of the partridge,
The clouds, the peacock's yearning cries.

Come, enfold me, become the cloud's embrace,
My eyes see only empty space.
For ages, your thunder still calls,
I, parched, await, my dark-skinned grace,
I, parched, await, my dark-skinned grace.
The moon craves the gaze of the partridge,
The clouds, the peacock's yearning cries.

How can I hide this love I hold?
Through the long night, my tears unfold.
You have turned away, my beloved,
Lest I turn from life, growing old,
Lest I turn from life, growing old.
The moon craves the gaze of the partridge,
The clouds, the peacock's yearning cries.