rat mahke to yu bhi hota hai
chand dharti pe aake sota hai
rat mahke to yu bhi hota hai

ujala matha madhur madhur chit wan
rang ka sauda rup ka chandan
ras ka sagar hai jaise tera badan
man me ek kamna sajota hai
rat mahke to yu bhi hota hai

sat tarango ne li hai angadayi
sans me ghul rahi hai sahnayi
rat ki har ghadi hai ye aayi
jaise moti koi pirota hai
rat mahke to yu bhi hota hai

chehe jhalka sarakte aachal me
chand chalka hai jaise badal me
man hai kya jane kaisi halchal me
ab mera chain mujhse khota hai
rat mahke to yu bhi hota hai

When night perfumes, it breathes this way,
The moon descends, to earth to lay.
When night perfumes, it breathes this way.

Your brow, a canvas, light and sweet,
With colors traded, beauty's heat,
Your body, a nectar, pure, complete.
My heart, a wish, it starts to stay,
When night perfumes, it breathes this way.

Seven waves, they stretch and sigh,
In breath, the oboe's melody.
Each hour of night, it draws nigh,
As pearls are strung without delay,
When night perfumes, it breathes this way.

Desire's glimpse, in shifting drape,
The moon reflected, cloud's escape,
My mind, in turmoil, takes its shape.
My peace, from me, begins to stray,
When night perfumes, it breathes this way.