ghata chhayi thi, sawan khul ke barsa
ghata chhayi thi, sawan khul ke barsa
magar pyasa, koi ab tak hai pyasa
ghata chhayi thi, sawan khul ke barsa

wo aayenge, wo aate hai, wo aaye
wo aayenge, wo aate hai, wo aaye
main is ummed me raato ko jaaga
main is ummed me raato ko jaaga
ghata chhayi thi, sawan khul ke barsa

tasalli phir wahi, phir kal ka vada
tasalli phir wahi, phir kal ka vada
tasalli phir wahi, phir kal ka vada
wahi kasme, wahi jhutha dilasa
wahi kasme, wahi jhutha dilasa
ghata chhayi thi, sawan khul ke barsa

andhera ghar mera ho jata roshan
andhera ghar mera ho jata roshan
agar chehre se wo parda hatata
agar chehre se wo parda hatata
ghata chhayi thi, sawan khul ke barsa
magar pyasa, koi ab tak hai pyasa
ghata chhayi thi, sawan khul ke barsa

pahunchta apni manjil par main ek din
pahunchta apni manjil par main ek din
apni manjil par main ek din
pahunchta apni manjil par main ek din
agar rahbar mujhe rasta dikhata
agar rahbar mujhe rasta dikhata
ghata chhayi thi, sawan khul ke barsa

gazal naushad ki hontho pe sabke
gazal naushad ki hontho pe sabke
usi ki ragini har koi gaata
usi ki ragini har koi gaata
ghata chhayi thi, sawan khul ke barsa
magar pyasa, koi ab tak hai pyasa
ghata chhayi thi, sawan khul ke barsa

The clouds descended, the monsoon poured its heart,
The clouds descended, the monsoon poured its heart,
Yet thirsty still, a thirst that tears apart.
The clouds descended, the monsoon poured its heart.

They'll come, they're coming, they will appear,
They'll come, they're coming, banish every fear,
In this hope's vigil, I stayed awake to hear,
The clouds descended, the monsoon poured its heart.

Solace repeated, the promise of tomorrow,
Solace repeated, escape from endless sorrow,
The same old oaths, the comfort of borrowed,
The same old oaths, the comfort of borrowed,
The clouds descended, the monsoon poured its heart.

My darkened home would bloom with radiant light,
My darkened home, banish the endless night,
If from her face, she'd lift her veil of white,
If from her face, she'd banish endless night,
The clouds descended, the monsoon poured its heart,
Yet thirsty still, a thirst that tears apart,
The clouds descended, the monsoon poured its heart.

To my destination, I would surely rise,
To my destination, through the endless skies,
If a guide would but open up my eyes,
If a guide would show the way to paradise,
The clouds descended, the monsoon poured its heart.

Naushad's Ghazal, upon each lip it flew,
Naushad's Ghazal, a song the whole world knew,
His melody, each soul would sing anew,
His melody, each soul would sing anew,
The clouds descended, the monsoon poured its heart,
Yet thirsty still, a thirst that tears apart,
The clouds descended, the monsoon poured its heart.