badra badra sargam
jaise ghir ke aaye angana me
hamare badra kare kare badra
jaise ghir ke aaye angana me
hamare badra kare kare badra
dund jo gire tan pe, teer lage mann pe koi
aankhe male sapane, jag uthe kamna soyi
o thar tharake sare palko pe
chhaye badra kare kare badra
o jaise ghir ke aaye angana me
hamare badra kare kare badra

halki halki fuhare, hole hole saware
saari hai jo dishaye sari aakansaye
jitne bhi ras ghule hai, utane hi rang ghule hai
bhigi hawa me bhig, koi sugandh hai somoye
gin gin ke barsa rahe hai kare badra kare kare badra
jaise ghir ke aaye angana me
hamare badra kare kare badra

naina darpan bane hai, jinme jhalke aashaye
sanse madham huyi hai, dhimi bhimi si aahe
ruk jaye gaake bataye, jo chahe man vahi paye
mil jayegi fir tujhe, ek bhawana jo hai khoyi
chahao ke leke aaye hai badra kare kare badra
jaise ghir ke aaye angana me
hamare badra kare kare badra
bund jo gire tan pe, teer lage mann pe koi
aankhe male sapne, jag the kaamna soyi
jaise ghir ke aaye angana me
hamare badra kare kare badra
jaise ghir ke aaye angana me
hamare badra kare kare badra

Clouds, oh clouds, a symphony descends,
Gathering, embracing, in our courtyards.
Our dark clouds, so heavy and dense,
Gathering, embracing, in our courtyards.

Each droplet that falls, a dart to the soul,
Eyes rub away dreams, desires awake.
Tremors ripple through lashes, taking hold,
Enshrouded by clouds, for goodness sake.
Oh, as if gathering, in our courtyards.
Our dark clouds, so heavy and dense.

Soft, gentle showers, a tender caress,
All directions, aspirations embrace.
As many flavors as colors they hold,
Soaked in the air, a fragrance untold.
Counting and showering, dark clouds appear,
Oh, as if gathering, in our courtyards.
Our dark clouds, so heavy and dense.

Eyes become mirrors, reflecting desires,
Breaths grow shallow, whispers ignite.
If you pause and sing, and your heart desires,
You'll find the feeling you lost in the night.
Carrying longings, the dark clouds descend,
Oh, as if gathering, in our courtyards.
Our dark clouds, so heavy and dense.

Each droplet that falls, a dart to the soul,
Eyes rub away dreams, desires awake.
Oh, as if gathering, in our courtyards.
Our dark clouds, so heavy and dense.
Oh, as if gathering, in our courtyards.
Our dark clouds, so heavy and dense.