har chutti aata tha ek mausam wo lata
chaiyaan me main uski baith bach jata tha
dhup se, vo jab bhi ghar aata tha
har rishta jud jaata tha
diware gir jaati thi
diware gir jaati thi
bas ek kamra hota tha
mere ghar me jab aata tha wo mausam
har chutti aata tha ek mausam wo lata

angdaayi leke main bhawra ban jata tha, ban jata tha
khulte the taale, taalo ki chabhiyaan lata tha
mere ghar ki chhat pe jab ek baadal
aake rukta tha, sath udta tha hume leke
gustakhi se pahle hi maafi hoti thi
baate thi thodi par kafi hoti thi raaton me
main bhi aisi raaton me aadhi ninde sota tha
sapna wo sapna ek aankh se jaagta main
ek aankh se sota tha, spana wo spana
jab aata tha wo mausam
har chutti aata tha ek mausam wo lata

He brought a season with each holiday,
In his shade, I sat, shielded from the day.
From the sun's blaze, I was saved, you see,
When he came home, binding all to me.
Walls would crumble, fall away,
Walls would crumble, day by day,
Only one room remained, you see,
In my home, when his season arrived for me.
He brought a season with each holiday.

I'd stretch and become a buzzing bee,
He brought keys to unlock the decree.
When a cloud would pause on my roof,
It soared with us, a shared proof.
Forgiveness bloomed before mischief's start,
Words were few, yet filled each heart.
In those nights, I'd half-sleep, half-dream,
Awake in one eye, in the other, it would seem,
That dream, that dream,
When his season arrived for me,
He brought a season with each holiday.