ho ab ke baras yun savan barse khare khare moti
tore daras ko naina tarse khare khare moti
rothungi purwa se wo jab mudke udke aawegi
bolungi sakhi tose tu jab unko sang mein layegi
kandhe pe roke dungi main bata
tore bina sukha sokha savan
tore bina khali khali batiyan
tore bina bairi bairi sakhiyaan tore bina
tore bina sukha sukha savan
tore bina khali khali batiyan
tore bina bairi bairi sakhiyan
tore bina tore bina tore bina tore bina

ki naa kadar phir kyun nazar baithi rahe
phir haan ke mare poche magar
bhatki dagar roye tu kyun birha ke mare
oh teri ik na jhalak piya taro talak
baithi chandni bhi khol ke kiwad
aithungi sataungi suno ab ke ghar jo aaoge
babul main jaungi yun ab der jo lagaoge
tose hi tori shikayatein karun
tore bina sukha sukha savan
tore bina khali khali batiyan
tore bina bairi bairi sakhiyan tore bina
tore bina sukha sukha savan
tore bina khali khali batiyan
tore bina bairi bairi sakhiyan tore bina tore bina tore bina

oh mehke badan mere sajan teri hi to yaadon ke sahare
sukha gagan badra nayan behte rahe kajra ke dhare
bairi balam hoga koi to kalam
jisse sandesha tu bhejega hume
mere bairi balam hoga koi to kalam
jisse sandesha tu bhejega hume
aithungi sataungi suno ab ke ghar jo aaoge
babul main jaungi yun ab der jo lagaoge
tose hi tori shikayatein karun
tore bina sukha sukha savan
tore bina khali khali batiyan
tore bina bairi bairi sakhiyan tore bina
tore bina sukha sukha savan tore bina khali khali batiyan
tore bina bairi bairi sakhiyan tore bina tore bina tore bina

This year's monsoon weeps salty pearls,
My eyes thirst for your glimpse, salty pearls.
I'll scold the eastern wind, when it returns,
And tell my friend, when you're brought near.
I'll weep upon your shoulder, tell you what's the pain.

Without you, the monsoon is dry,
Without you, the words are empty,
Without you, the friends are foes, without you.
Without you, the monsoon is dry,
Without you, the words are empty,
Without you, the friends are foes, without you, without you, without you, without you.

If love's not valued, why does the gaze linger?
The heart, wounded, asks, “Why?”
Lost is the path, why do you weep, love-sick?
Oh, your single glance, my beloved, reaches the stars,
The moon sits waiting, opens its doors.
I'll sulk, I'll torment, listen, when you come home,
I'll leave my father's house if you delay.
To you, I'll bring my complaints.

Without you, the monsoon is dry,
Without you, the words are empty,
Without you, the friends are foes, without you.
Without you, the monsoon is dry,
Without you, the words are empty,
Without you, the friends are foes, without you, without you, without you.

My body blooms, my love, on the memory of you,
The sky is parched, my eyes weep, kohl-stained streams.
If there's a cruel lover, there must be a pen,
Through which you send a message to me,
My cruel lover, there must be a pen,
Through which you send a message to me.
I'll sulk, I'll torment, listen, when you come home,
I'll leave my father's house if you delay.
To you, I'll bring my complaints.

Without you, the monsoon is dry,
Without you, the words are empty,
Without you, the friends are foes, without you.
Without you, the monsoon is dry, without you, the words are empty,
Without you, the friends are foes, without you, without you, without you.