people please listen to me
this gentleman over here is going to recide
some meanigful poetry for us
wat karan malhotra fron sudeny
age 23, current status single and finally fluttering
no i cant do this, u can
mausam achanak ye badla hai kyu
put on its really easy, no way come on
on i cant this is all faib
mausam achanak ye badla hai kyu

mausam achanak ye badla hai kyu
rut ki ye aadat hai aur kya kahu
ye hawa kahati hai kya kahti hai tu gaye ja
le chala kaha rasta, aa chale dekhe jara
in phulo me aisi khusbu hai kyu
ye dil ke achhe hai aur kya kahu
mausam achanak ye badla hai kyu
rut ki ye aadat hai aur kya kahu

do char din se lagta hai aise ye
jo jami hai kitni hasin hai
swarg agar hai to bas yahi hai
ye lagta hai kyu
jab jindagi mein har pal khushi ho
masti mein duba har pal koyi ho
to sab nazare lagte hai pyare ye baat hai yu
kaliyo me aati ye narmi hai kyu
sharmili hoti hai aur kya kahu
mausam achanak ye badla hai kyu
rut ki ye aadat hai aur kya kahu

pedo pe chidiya kya ga rahi hai
kya bol hai jo dohara rahi hai
koi baat hamko samjha rahi hai
yu lagata hai kyu
gaati hai chidiyan bas itna jaane
jine ke maane unchhi udane
wo chahati hai hum bhi ye mane ye baat hai yu
ye roshani reshmi si hai kyu
sham hone wali hai aur kya kahu
mausam achanak ye badla hai kyu
rut ki ye aadat hai aur kya kahu
ye hawa kahati hai kya kahati hai tu gaaye ja
le chala kaha raasta aa chale dekhe jara

People, lend an ear to me,
This gentleman, about to speak, you see.
Some meaningful verse he'll impart,
Karan Malhotra, straight from the heart.
From Sydney he hails, a lad of twenty-three,
Single and, at last, falteringly free.
No, I can't, you must!
Put on, it's easy, come on, you must!
Oh no, I can't... this is all just... fab!
Why has the season abruptly changed?

Why has the season abruptly changed?
'Tis the season's way, what else can I say?
What does the wind whisper, what does it implore?
Sing, and let the path take us to the core.
In these flowers, why is such fragrance found?
They are kind to the heart, what else can be bound?
Why has the season abruptly changed?
'Tis the season's way, what else can I say?

For a few days now, it seems this way,
How beautiful the earth, come what may!
If heaven exists, it must be here, they say,
Why does it feel this way?
When every moment brings a gleam of delight,
When every second is brimming with might,
All sights appear wondrous, in the day and night,
This is the truth, it's right.
In the buds, why this tenderness, so deep?
They are shy, what else can they keep?
Why has the season abruptly changed?
'Tis the season's way, what else can I say?

On the trees, what songs are the birds singing?
What words are they, endlessly flinging?
As if they're trying to share and to bring,
Why does it feel this way?
The birds just sing, this much we know,
To live is to soar, to let your spirit grow,
They want us to believe, and to show,
This is the truth, and so...
Why is this light so silken, so fine?
Evening's approaching, the sun starts to decline.
Why has the season abruptly changed?
'Tis the season's way, what else can I say?
What does the wind whisper, what does it implore?
Sing, and let the path take us to the core.