mausam rangila hai
aashiq bhi hai aur masuk bhi aaha aaha
mausam rangila hai
aashiq bhi hai aur masuk bhi
to aao chalo hum tum aise me
masti me kho jaye
ha aao chalo hum tum aise me
masti me kho jaye aaha aaha

mausam rangila hai
aashiq bhi hai aur masuk bhi
to aao chalo hum tum aise me
masti me kho jaye
to aao chalo hum tum aise me
masti me kho jaye aaha aaha

tan se tere fisal fisal jaye
mera jiya machal machal jaye
mera bhi dil dhadak dhadak jaye
bechaini me tadap tadap jaye
hum to diwane hue dilruba
chhane laga aashiqi ka nasha oho ho ho

mausam rangila hai
aashiq bhi hai aur masuk bhi aaha aaha
mausam rangila hai
aashiq bhi hai aur masuk bhi
to aao chalo hum tum aise me
masti me kho jaye
to aao chalo hum tum aise me
masti me kho jaye ha aa oho

pyasa sama chuban jaga jaye
bhiga badan agan laga jaye
ab duriya sahi nahi jaye
majburiya kahi nahi jaye
aa paas aaye ek ho jaye hum
khwabo khayalo me kho jaye hum
aaha ha ha

mausam rangila hai
aashiq bhi hai aur masuk bhi oho aaha
mausam rangila hai
aashiq bhi hai aur masuk bhi
ha aao chalo hum tum aise me
masti me kho jaye
ha aao chalo hum tum aise me
masti me kho jaye ho o ha ho o ha
?

The season paints itself in hues,
Lover, beloved, both imbue.
The season paints itself in hues,
Lover, beloved, both imbue.
Come, let us, you and I, in this,
Lose ourselves in ecstasy's kiss.
Yes, come, let us, you and I, in this,
Lose ourselves in ecstasy's kiss.

The season paints itself in hues,
Lover, beloved, both imbue.
Come, let us, you and I, in this,
Lose ourselves in ecstasy's kiss.
Come, let us, you and I, in this,
Lose ourselves in ecstasy's kiss.

From your form, I slip and slide,
My heart, it aches, it cannot hide.
My heart too, beats with rapid pace,
In restlessness, I find no grace.
We are now mad with love, my dear,
The intoxication of love draws near.

The season paints itself in hues,
Lover, beloved, both imbue.
The season paints itself in hues,
Lover, beloved, both imbue.
Come, let us, you and I, in this,
Lose ourselves in ecstasy's kiss.
Come, let us, you and I, in this,
Lose ourselves in ecstasy's kiss.

Thirsty the air, it pricks and stings,
The wet body, a fire it brings.
Now distance, I cannot bear,
Compulsions, I cannot declare.
Come close, let us become one,
Lost in dreams, till day is done.

The season paints itself in hues,
Lover, beloved, both imbue.
The season paints itself in hues,
Lover, beloved, both imbue.
Yes, come, let us, you and I, in this,
Lose ourselves in ecstasy's kiss.
Yes, come, let us, you and I, in this,
Lose ourselves in ecstasy's kiss.