gurur bramh gurur vishnu gurur devo maheshwaarah
guru saakshaat parabramh tasmai shri gurave namah

rut basant aayi ban-ban upaban
drum milind praphulit sugandh
mand pavan aavat milind madhukar madhur gunjat
rut basant

aayi hai ghata umad-ghumad ghor phir
kahu gaat umad git ati shyaam baran
aayi hai ghata umad-ghumad umad-ghumad
shyaam baran shyaam baran shyaam baran
aayi aayi aayi hai ghata

patajhad chhaayi chhaayi jalat udaas, mai ghabraayi
naina ras ki pyaasi-pyaasi
patajhad chhaayi
patajhad chhaayi chhaayi jalat udaas, mai ghabraayi
naina ras ki pyaasi, naina ras ki pyaasi
naina ras ki pyaasi

ab to saajan ghar aa jaa
o more saiya man ka phul khila jaa
ab to saajan ghar aa jaa
tadap-tadap ke ye barkha bahaar guzari hai
jo rut thi aayi vo beqraar guzari hai
ho raag milan ke suna jaa
ab to saajan ghar aa jaa, aa jaa
ab to saajan ghar aa jaa

The Guru, Brahma, the Guru, Vishnu, the Guru, Lord Maheshvara,
The Guru, the embodiment of the Supreme Brahman, to that Guru, I bow.

Spring has arrived, through forest and grove,
Trees embrace, bees alight, fragrance unfurls.
Gentle breezes whisper, honeyed bees hum,
Spring has arrived.

Clouds gather, heavy and dark, again they surge,
A body of song, a deep, dark hue,
Clouds gather and gather and gather,
Dark color, dark color, dark color,
They gather, they gather, they gather.

Autumn descends, a fire of sorrow, I tremble,
My eyes thirst, thirst for nectar,
Autumn descends.
Autumn descends, a fire of sorrow, I tremble,
My eyes thirst, my eyes thirst,
My eyes thirst.

Now, Beloved, come home to me,
Oh, my love, let the flower of my heart bloom.
Now, Beloved, come home to me.
Yearning, yearning, this rain-filled spring has passed,
The season that came, it passed in unrest.
Sing the song of union,
Now, Beloved, come home, come home,
Now, Beloved, come home to me.