sawan aaya re sawan aaya re ho sawan aaya
he ri sakhi nahi sajan aaya re
sajan bin to wan kya sawan man murjhaya re
sawan aaya re
aayi diwali diyo wali baati jale aur diya jale
kiske liye main dip jalaun haye
kiske liye main dip jalaun
piya bina mora jiya jale
piya bina mora jiya jale aayi diwali

holi aayi fulo ki goli bhar layi
goli bhar layi holi aayi
vrindawan ki kunj glin me
aaj hi fag machai re
aaj dekho re logo aaj dekho re logo
aaj dekho re logo nache log lugayi re
aaj bhle aaj bhle dewriya se
bhumbar ragwa bheja shyam
bhumbar maye hey shyam
bhumbar ragwa bheja shyam
bhumbar maye hey shyam
ho mane bikaneri ho mane jodhaneri
ho mane bikaneri ho mane jodhaneri
ho mane ujiyaneri lage hey shyam
bhumbar ragwa bheja shyam
bhumbar maye hey shyam

The monsoon descends, it comes, it falls,
Oh, the monsoon has arrived.
Yet, my friend, my love is absent,
The beloved gone, the woods wither, the soul sighs.
The monsoon arrives.

Diwali's lamps ignite, wicks ablaze,
For whom shall I light these flames, alas?
For whom shall I offer this light?
Without my love, my heart burns,
Without my love, my soul burns, Diwali comes.

Holi arrives, cannons of blossoms burst forth,
Filling the air, Holi arrives.
In Vrindavan's hidden lanes,
Today, the festival of colors explodes.
Look, people, behold,
See the dancing, the revelry of all!
Today, with joy,
My beloved sent the color of dusk,
My beloved, Shyam, is that color.
My beloved, Shyam, is that color.

From Bikaner, from Jodhpur,
From Ujjain, my Shyam appears.
He sent the color of dusk,
My beloved, Shyam, is that color.