mausam rangeen hai kitna hasin hai
mausam rangeen hai kitna hasin hai
jhume ye aatma ghume jamin hai
aa pass mere man karta hai
thandi aahe dil bharta hai
ambar pe chhayi jo ghata
i love it
i like it
ho i love it
i like it

mausam rangeen hai kitna hasin hai
mausam rangeen hai kitna hasin hai
lagta hai aasma ko chume jamin hai
in hotho ko chhu jaau main
ji karta hai pee jaau main
teri aankho se chhalke nasha
i love it
i like it
o i love it
i like it

hota hai ishq me ye mera khayal hai
hota hai ishq me ye mera khayal hai
main to behaal hu tera kya haal hai
o mujhko bhi chain nahi tu bekarar hai
aisa hota hai aksar hota jab pyar hai
o daalo gulab ki
masti sharab ki
chadhti jawani meri uspe shabab bhi
hai rup tera mastana ye
kar na de mujhe diwana ye
kaatil hai teri har ada
i love it
i like it
o i love it
i like it

mujhko sambhalo tu baaho me tham le
mujhko sambhalo tu baaho me tham le
jane kyu aaj dil bas tera naam le
ho seene se mere lag ja
dil ka paigaam le
dhadkan ye de rahi hai tujhko salam le
main bhi jawan hu tu bhi jawan hai
o main bhi jawan hu tu bhi jawan hai
uspe madhosh hum tum mausam beimaan hai
julfe jo teri kya kalai ghata
chehre se jara de inko hata
ho gaya main fida main fida
i love it
i like it
ho i love it
i like it
i love it

The season paints, a vibrant hue, how lovely it appears,
The season paints, a vibrant hue, how lovely it appears,
My soul does dance, the earth does sway,
Come close to me, my heart implores,
Cool sighs escape, my heart now pours,
The clouds embrace the sky above,
I love it,
I like it,
Oh, I love it,
I like it.

The season paints, a vibrant hue, how lovely it appears,
The season paints, a vibrant hue, how lovely it appears,
It seems the earth now kisses skies,
These lips, I yearn to touch and claim,
I long to drink, consume your name,
From your eyes, the nectar flows,
I love it,
I like it,
Oh, I love it,
I like it.

This thought, it blooms within love's art,
This thought, it blooms within love's art,
I’m lost, adrift, what’s in your heart?
Restless am I, and you the same,
This often happens, fueled by flame,
Throw roses, oh,
The bliss of wine,
Youth's rising tide, a youthful shine,
Your form, a mystic, wondrous grace,
Might it drive me to this maddened space?
Each gesture, a killer's way,
I love it,
I like it,
Oh, I love it,
I like it.

Hold me now, within your arms,
Hold me now, within your arms,
Why today, my heart speaks your charms,
Come, press to me,
Embrace the heart's plea,
My pulse salutes you, reverently,
Young am I, and young are you,
Young am I, and young are you,
Intoxicated, we and the faithless season too,
Your tresses, like night's darkest shroud,
From your face, gently remove them now,
I’m captive, I'm now yours.
I love it,
I like it,
Oh, I love it,
I like it,
I love it.