kitna rangin hai ye chand sitaro ka sama
aap thakte hi nahi aapki aadat kya hai
is dhamakte hue chehare ki chmak kafi hai
mujhko chand or sitaro ki jarurat kya hai
kitna rangin hai

kuch to mosam ki aadao ka asar le lijiye
mahaki mahaki hawao ka asar le lijiye
aap ki reshami julafo ki mahak kafi hai
aap ki reshami julafo ki mahak kafi hai
mahake mahake se nazaro ki jarurat kya hai
aap thakte hi nahi aapki aadat kya hai
kitna rangin hai

How vibrant is this dance of moon and stars,
You never tire, what is this habit you keep?
The blaze of your own face, a light that scars,
For moon and stars, I have no need to weep.
How vibrant is this dance.

Embrace the season's whispered, gentle plea,
The fragrant breath of winds, let it embrace.
Your silken tresses, their aroma, they set me free,
Your silken tresses, a perfumed space.
Of perfumed sights, what need to find the trace?
You never tire, what is this habit you keep?
How vibrant is this dance.