kahta hain ye mausam, chha rahi hain kahin pe ghata
kahta hain ye mausam, chha rahi hain kahin pe ghata
panchhi ga rahe hain, inse puchhungi tera pata
l l la, l l la
l l la, l l la
meri julfo ko chhede, diwani ye pagal hawa
sapne sajan ke, de rahe ab humko sada
kahta hain ye mausam, chha rahi hain kahin pe ghata
l l la, l l la
l l la, l l la

bhanware tarane gaye, ga ke hume sunaye
phulo ka dil hain jawa
aayi jawani aayi, kya rut suhani aayi
kitna hasi hain sama
bhanware tarane gaaye, gaa ke hume sunaye
phulo ka dil hain jawa
aayi jawani aayi, kya rut suhani aayi
kitna hasi hain sama
aise mein ji karta hain karne ko koi khata
kahta hain ye mausam, chha rahi hain kahin pe ghata
panchhi gaa rahe hain, inse puchhungi tera pata
sapne saajan ke, de rahe ab humko sada

apna banaungi main, dil mein basaungi main
jab wo milega mujhe
kiski diwani hu main, kiski kahani hu main
kaise batau tujhe
apna banaungi main, dil mein basaungi main
jab wo milega mujhe
kiski diwani hu main, kiski kahani hu main
kaise batau tujhe
aaj nahi to kal mil jayega uska pata
kahta hain ye mausam, chha rahi hain kahin pe ghata
panchhi gaa rahe hain, inse puchhungi tera pata
sapne saajan ke, de rahe ab humko sada
l l la, l l la
l l la, l l la
meri julfo ko chhede, diwani ye pagal hawa
sapne sajan ke, de rahe ab humko sada
sapne sajan ke, de rahe ab humko sada

The season whispers, a gathering of grey,
The season sighs, shadows begin to play.
The birds are singing, their secrets I implore,
La la la, la la la, your whereabouts to explore.
La la la, la la la,

Mad wind, a lover, through my tresses streams,
Dreams of my beloved, now flood my dreams.
The season whispers, a gathering of grey,
La la la, la la la.
La la la, la la la.

Bees hum a song, they whisper in my ear,
The flowers' hearts are young, banishing all fear.
Youth has arrived, a season so divine,
How beautiful this moment, forever to enshrine!
Bees hum a song, they whisper in my ear,
The flowers' hearts are young, banishing all fear.
Youth has arrived, a season so divine,
How beautiful this moment, forever to enshrine!
In moments like these, a transgression I crave,
The season whispers, a gathering of grey.
The birds are singing, their secrets I implore,
Dreams of my beloved, now flood my core.

I shall make him mine, within my heart reside,
When he embraces me, forever at my side.
Whose devotee am I? Whose story do I tell?
How can I speak it, the depths of my spell?
I shall make him mine, within my heart reside,
When he embraces me, forever at my side.
Whose devotee am I? Whose story do I tell?
How can I speak it, the depths of my spell?
Today or tomorrow, I'll find his hiding place,
The season whispers, a gathering of grey.
The birds are singing, their secrets I implore,
Dreams of my beloved, now flood my core.
La la la, la la la.
La la la, la la la.
Mad wind, a lover, through my tresses streams,
Dreams of my beloved, now flood my dreams.
Dreams of my beloved, now flood my dreams.