saawan ki ghata chhai
jara jhum ke ga le
saawan ki ghata chhai
jara jhum ke ga le
mausam hai jawa pyaar ki
duniya ko basa le
mausam hai jawa pyaar ki
duniya ko basa le
saawan ki ghata chhai
jara jhum ke ga le

ye hanste hue phul
ye gaata hua paani
ye hanste hue phul
ye gaata hua paani
ye nagmo ki barsaat
ye gulshan ki jawani
in mast nazaaro ko tu
aankho se laga le
in mast nazaaro ko tu
aankho se laga le
saawan ki ghata chhai
jara jhum ke ga le

aankho me vo dil me hai
ke ji chhut rahe hai
aankho me vo dil me hai
ke ji chhut rahe hai
mil mil ke ye jaalim mera
dil lut rahe hai
lo dil ye chala
kisse kahu kaun sambhaale
lo dil ye chala
kisse kahu kaun sambhaale
saawan ki ghata chhai
jara jhum ke ga le

ye mast hawayein
ye mast hawayein
ye papihe ka tarana
ye mast hawayein
ye papihe ka tarana
kis rup me aaya hai
ye ulfat ka zamaana
dil thaam ke rah jaaye
na kyu dekhne waale
dil thaam ke rah jaaye
na kyu dekhne waale
saawan ki ghata chhai
jara jhum ke ga le

The monsoon's cloak descends,
Let your spirit dance and sing,
The monsoon's cloak descends,
Let your spirit dance and sing.
The season's youth, of love it speaks,
A world for you to bring,
The season's youth, of love it speaks,
A world for you to bring.
The monsoon's cloak descends,
Let your spirit dance and sing.

These smiling blooms,
This singing stream,
These smiling blooms,
This singing stream,
This rain of melodies,
The garden's youthful gleam.
Embrace these vibrant scenes,
With eyes that softly gleam,
Embrace these vibrant scenes,
With eyes that softly gleam.
The monsoon's cloak descends,
Let your spirit dance and sing.

Within my eyes, within my heart,
My very life departs,
Within my eyes, within my heart,
My very life departs,
Meeting, this cruel one,
Steals away my heart's starts.
My heart departs now,
Who will I tell? Who will keep?
My heart departs now,
Who will I tell? Who will keep?
The monsoon's cloak descends,
Let your spirit dance and sing.

These playful breezes,
These playful breezes,
The cuckoo's melody,
These playful breezes,
The cuckoo's melody,
In what form has come,
This age of love's decree.
The heart must hold,
Why not to see?
The heart must hold,
Why not to see?
The monsoon's cloak descends,
Let your spirit dance and sing.