vo dekho udhar chand nikla gagan me
idhar aa gayi chandni muskurati
baharo ki rangeen ye muskurahat
dilo me umango ki duniya basati
vo dekho udhar chand

na jane nashad kyu cha raha hai
ye har baat par pyar kyu aa raha hai
ye har baat par pyar kyu aa raha hai
na apni khabar hai na sudh hai kisi ki
na apni khabar hai na sudh hai kisi ki
yehi bekhudi dil se dil ko milati
vo dekho udhar chand

nayi aas ke phul khilne lage hai
ke arman dil me machalne lage hai
ke arman dil me machalne lage hai
udhar koi karta hai hans ke ishare
udhar koi karta hai hans ke ishare
idhar laaj ghunghat me aankhe chupate
vo dekho udhar chand

Behold, the moon ascends the sky's vast dome,
And silver laughter spills, a radiant foam.
The blossoms’ vibrant smile, a painted grace,
Within our hearts, a world of hope takes place.
Behold, the moon.

Why does such joy descend, a sweet embrace?
Why does love bloom on every face?
Why does love bloom on every face?
Lost in this moment, all else fades away,
Lost in this moment, all else fades away,
This blissful trance, where souls begin to sway.
Behold, the moon.

New blossoms of desire begin to bloom,
And longings stir within the heart's warm room.
And longings stir within the heart's warm room.
Across the way, a beckoning, laughing gleam,
Across the way, a beckoning, laughing gleam,
While shy eyes hide beneath a modest dream.
Behold, the moon.