phul chun le
phul chun le mere baalam
ki jane kab daal jhuke
jane kab aave jane kab aave ye mausam

phul chun le
phul chun le mere balam
ki jane kab dal jhuke
jane kab aave jane kab aave ye mausam

jaise gaal kisi gori ke aise khile gulab ho
suraj ki chanchal kirno ki niyat hui kharab
suraj ki chanchal kirno ki niyat hui kharab
chalte hai, chalte hai tir humdum
ki jane kab dal jhuke
jane kab aave jane kab aave ye mausam

raat ke tare phulwa ban gaye
sapno ke kaaran
ped se lipti bele sukhe kon hai tere sang ho
ped se lipti bele sukhe kon hai tere sang ho
gaave koyal
gaave koyal taan sang sang
ki jane kab daal jhuke
jane kab aave jane kab aave ye mausam
phul chun le
phul chun le mere balam
ki jane kab daal jhuke
jane kab aave jane kab aave ye mausam

Pluck the blooms,
Pluck them, my love,
For when the bough may bend, none knows,
When this season may arrive, depart, none knows.

Pluck the blooms,
Pluck them, my love,
For when the bough may bend, none knows,
When this season may arrive, depart, none knows.

As roses bloom on a maiden's cheek,
The sun's playful rays, their intentions, now weak.
The sun's playful rays, their intentions, now weak.
Arrows we are, forever we seek,
For when the bough may bend, none knows,
When this season may arrive, depart, none knows.

Night's stars have bloomed, flowers they've become,
Born of dreams that have overcome.
Jasmine vines cling, drying, who walks by your side?
Jasmine vines cling, drying, who walks by your side?
The cuckoo sings,
The cuckoo sings a melody, side by side,
For when the bough may bend, none knows,
When this season may arrive, depart, none knows.
Pluck the blooms,
Pluck them, my love,
For when the bough may bend, none knows,
When this season may arrive, depart, none knows.