ho jine marne ka mausam aaya
ho jine marne ka mausam aaya
pyar karne ka mausam aaya
pyar karne ka mausam aaya
ho jine marne ka mausam aaya
ho jine marne ka mausam aaya
pyar karne ka mausam aaya
pyar karne ka mausam aaya
ho jine marne ka mausam aaya
pyar karne ka mausam aaya

har kali apna ghunghat uthane lagi
khusbu banke jawani lutane lagi
har kali apna ghunghat banale
khusbu banke jawani lutane lagi
chhedkhani kare sokh chanchal hawa
ho sokh chanchal hawa
gungunane lagi dhadkano ki sada
ho aahe bharne ka
ho aahe bharne ka mausam aaya
ho jine marne ka mausam aaya
pyar karne ka mausam aaya

koi pahra hai na koi diwar hai
koi pahra hai na koi diwar hai
mud ke dekhu jidhar pyar hi pyar hai
aisi tanhaiyo me yu kho jaye hum
do rhe na chalo ek ho jaye hum
do rhe na chalo ek ho jaye hum
ho lo sawarne ka
ho lo sawarne ka mausam aaya
ho jine marne ka mausam aaya
pyar karne ka mausam aaya

sara gulsan mujhe mera sahra lage
aaj milne ka mauka sunhara lage
meri sanso me sahnai bajne lagi
meri sanso me sahnai bajne lagi
doli sapno ki phulo se sajne lagi
ho ab machalne ka
ho ab machalne ka mausam aaya

pyar karne ka mausam aaya
ho jine marne ka mausam aaya
ho jine marne ka mausam aaya
pyar karne ka mausam aaya
pyar karne ka mausam aaya

The season of living, the season of dying, it came,
The season of loving, it came,
The season of living, the season of dying, it came,
The season of loving, it came,
The season of living, the season of dying, it came,
The season of loving, it came.

Each bud now lifts its veil in grace,
Youth's fragrance scattered, time and space.
Each bud now lifts its veil in grace,
Youth's fragrance scattered, time and space.
Playful breezes, light and free,
Oh, so light and free,
Whispering secrets, hearts agree,
The sighs of yearning,
The sighs of yearning, it came,
The season of living, the season of dying, it came,
The season of loving, it came.

No walls to hold, no guards to keep,
No walls to hold, no guards to keep,
Wherever I look, love runs so deep.
In these solitudes, let us be lost,
Two separate paths, no matter the cost,
Two separate paths, no matter the cost,
The season of molding,
The season of molding, it came,
The season of living, the season of dying, it came,
The season of loving, it came.

The garden blooms, a desert now seems mine,
Today's embrace, a moment so divine.
In my breath, a melody starts to play,
In my breath, a melody starts to play,
Dreams' palanquin with flowers today,
The season of longing,
The season of longing, it came,

The season of loving, it came,
The season of living, the season of dying, it came,
The season of living, the season of dying, it came,
The season of loving, it came,
The season of loving, it came.