lo aayi hai jawani roop ke nagme gaati
jeevan ke safar me koi to milega sathi
ab hosh me hai rut hai badi madmati
ab hosh me hai rut hai badi madmati
lo aayi hai jawani roop ke nagme gaati

apne rang jamati aayi balkahti sharmati aayi
duniya ki rangeen chaman me bijali si laharati aayi
ho aayi hai jawani roop ke nagme gaati
jeevan ke safar me koi to milega sathi
ab hosh me hai rut hai badi madmati
ab hosh me hai rut hai badi madmati
lo aayi hai jawani roop ke nagme gaati

balo me ghan kale kale galo me rangeen najare
baki anokhi pine ke andaj nirale
lo aayi hai jawani roop ke nagme gaati
jeevan ke safar me koi to milega sathi
ab hosh me hai rut hai badi madmati
ab hosh me hai rut hai badi madmati
lo aayi hai jawani roop ke nagme gaati

dil me apne aag liye hai
kanto me ekraar liye hai baite baite
ye diwani chahat ka aagaz liye hai
lo aayi hai jawani roop ke nagme gaati
jeevan ke safar me koi to milega sathi
ab hosh me hai rut hai badi madmati
ab hosh me hai rut hai badi madmati
lo aayi hai jawani roop ke nagme gaati

Behold, youth arrives, singing songs of form,
In life's long journey, a companion will form.
Now senses awaken, the season's a storm,
Now senses awaken, the season's a storm,
Behold, youth arrives, singing songs of form.

It comes, flaunting colors, in graceful sway,
Blushing, it enters, come what may,
Through the world's vibrant gardens, lightning's display,
Behold, youth arrives, singing songs of form,
In life's long journey, a companion will form.
Now senses awaken, the season's a storm,
Now senses awaken, the season's a storm,
Behold, youth arrives, singing songs of form.

In raven tresses, shadows reside,
On cheeks, a spectacle, nowhere to hide,
A unique approach to pleasure, open wide,
Behold, youth arrives, singing songs of form,
In life's long journey, a companion will form.
Now senses awaken, the season's a storm,
Now senses awaken, the season's a storm,
Behold, youth arrives, singing songs of form.

In its heart, a fire it keeps,
Among thorns, a promise it sleeps.
This youth, desire’s beginning it sweeps,
Behold, youth arrives, singing songs of form,
In life's long journey, a companion will form.
Now senses awaken, the season's a storm,
Now senses awaken, the season's a storm,
Behold, youth arrives, singing songs of form.