saanvale salone aaye din bahaar ke
jhumate nazaare jhume rag ugaar ke
nadi kinaare, koyal pukaare
aayaa zamaanaa gaao git pyaar ke
saanvale salone aaye din bahaar ke
jhumate nazaare jhume rag ugaar ke
nadi kinaare, koyal pukaare
aayaa zamaanaa gaao git pyaar ke

jhum ke pavan dekho chali chali
pyaar ke nashe me khili kali kali
jhum ke pavan dekho chali chali
pyaar ke nashe me khili kali kali
phulo ke dar se ye bhanvaraa pukaare
phulo ke dar se ye bhanvaraa pukaare
aaye divaane tere itazaar ke
saanvale salone aaye din bahaar ke
jhumate nazaare jhume rag ugaar ke
nadi kinaare, koyal pukaare
aayaa zamaanaa gaao git pyaar ke

dolati ghataa ke sag dole jiyaa
baag me papihaa bole piyaa piyaa
dolati ghataa ke sag dole jiyaa
baag me papihaa bole piyaa piyaa
rit ragili kahe karake ishaare
rit ragili kahe karake ishaare
chhedo fasaane dil-e-beqaraar ke
saanvale salone aaye din bahaar ke
jhumate nazaare jhume rag ugaar ke
nadi kinaare, koyal pukaare
aayaa zamaanaa gaao git pyaar ke
saanvale salone aaye din bahaar ke
jhumate nazaare jhume rag ugaar ke
nadi kinaare, koyal pukaare
aayaa zamaanaa gaao git pyaar ke

The dark, beloved days of spring have dawned,
As sights rejoice, and colors are reborn.
By riverbanks, the cuckoo's call resounds,
The time has come, sing songs of love profound.
The dark, beloved days of spring have dawned,
As sights rejoice, and colors are reborn.
By riverbanks, the cuckoo's call resounds,
The time has come, sing songs of love profound.

See how the breeze now dances as it goes,
In love's sweet intoxication, the bud now glows.
See how the breeze now dances as it goes,
In love's sweet intoxication, the bud now glows.
The honeybee implores the floral door,
The honeybee implores the floral door,
For the beloved, the mad ones now implore.
The dark, beloved days of spring have dawned,
As sights rejoice, and colors are reborn.
By riverbanks, the cuckoo's call resounds,
The time has come, sing songs of love profound.

With swaying clouds, the heart begins to sway,
The *papiha* cries out, "Beloved, come to play."
With swaying clouds, the heart begins to sway,
The *papiha* cries out, "Beloved, come to play."
The colorful season beckons with a sign,
The colorful season beckons with a sign,
Unleash the tales of a heart that yearns and pine.
The dark, beloved days of spring have dawned,
As sights rejoice, and colors are reborn.
By riverbanks, the cuckoo's call resounds,
The time has come, sing songs of love profound.
The dark, beloved days of spring have dawned,
As sights rejoice, and colors are reborn.
By riverbanks, the cuckoo's call resounds,
The time has come, sing songs of love profound.