o mitavaa, mitavaa
badaraa chhaaye re kaare kaare kajaraare
o mitavaa, aa, mitavaa, ang lag jaa o mitavaa

aayi milan ki rut matavaari
aayi milan ki rut matavaari
jhum uthi hai bagiyaa saari
kaliyaan mahake daari daari
bhigi bhigi chale puravaa re
aa, mitavaa ang lag jaa re mitwa, mitwa
ang lag jaa o mitwa

ye saawan man bhaavan sag laayaa hai prem badariyaa
rag daalo, rag daalo sapano ko chupake se milaake najariyaa
baat yahi, bas baat yahi
sharmili kali se kaano me bhi kahe bhanvaraa re
aa, mitavaa ang lag jaa re mitwa, mitwa
ang lag jaa o mitwa

door koyaliya gaaye van me
door koyaliya gaaye van me
aaya ye sandesh pawan me, unche parwat ke aangan me
ab to hone lagi barkha re
aa, mitwa ang lag jaa re
badaraa chhaaye re kaare kaare kajaraare
o mitwa ang lag jaa re

O Beloved, Beloved,
Clouds gather, dark and kohl-eyed.
O Beloved, come, Beloved, embrace me, O Beloved.
The season of union arrives, intoxicating.
The season of union arrives, intoxicating.
The whole garden rejoices,
Blossoms perfume every bough.
The eastern breeze whispers, drenched.
Come, Beloved, embrace me, Beloved, Beloved,
Embrace me, O Beloved.

This monsoon, the heart's delight, brings with it a love-cloud.
Color the dreams, color them, merging glances, secretly.
This alone, just this,
The shy bud hears the bumblebee’s song in her ear.
Come, Beloved, embrace me, Beloved, Beloved,
Embrace me, O Beloved.

Far away, the cuckoo sings in the forest,
Far away, the cuckoo sings in the forest.
This message comes on the wind, in the mountain's high courtyard.
Now, the rain begins to fall.
Come, Beloved, embrace me,
Clouds gather, dark and kohl-eyed.
O Beloved, embrace me.