badra chhaye neel gagan pe
sawan ki ritu aayi
badra chhaye neel gagan pe
sawan ki ritu aayi
birhan ke man aag lagayi
birhan ke man aag lagayi
dharti ki pyas bujhayi
badra chhaye neel gagan pe
sawan ki ritu aayi

naache mor papiha gaaye
ruthe piya ki yaad laye
naache mor papiha gaaye
ruthe piya ki yaad laye
paas nahi harjai preetam
paas nahi harjai preetam
tan ko chhuye purwayi
badra chhaye neel gagan pe
sawan ki ritu aayi

aaya sawan aaye na saajan
chhat pe khadi khadi bhige birhan
aaya sawan aaye na saajan
chhat pe khadi khadi bhige birhan
raahe tak tak thak gayi ankhiya
raahe tak tak thak gayi ankhiya
yu hi umar bitayi
badra chhaye neel gagan pe
sawan ki ritu aayi

bijli ke dar se lipti piya se
pahli yaad na jaye jiya se
bijli ke dar se lipti piya se
pahli yaad na jaye jiya se
tanha man ko aur daraye
tanha man ko aur daraye
yaado ki shehnai
badra chhaye neel gagan pe
sawan ki ritu aayi
birhan ke man aag lagayi
birhan ke man aag lagayi
dharti ki pyas bujhayi
badra chhaye neel gagan pe
sawan ki ritu aayi

Upon the azure canvas, clouds convene,
The monsoon season, a vibrant scene.
Upon the azure canvas, clouds convene,
The monsoon season, a vibrant scene.
In the lovelorn heart, a fire is sown,
In the lovelorn heart, a fire is sown.
The earth's thirst quenched, now fully known,
Upon the azure canvas, clouds convene,
The monsoon season, a vibrant scene.

Peacocks dance, the cuckoos sing,
Memories of a lost love they bring.
Peacocks dance, the cuckoos sing,
Memories of a lost love they bring.
Absent now, the fickle beloved's grace,
Absent now, the fickle beloved's grace,
A gentle breeze caresses the face.
Upon the azure canvas, clouds convene,
The monsoon season, a vibrant scene.

The monsoon comes, yet love's embrace denied,
On the terrace, the lovelorn one does reside.
The monsoon comes, yet love's embrace denied,
On the terrace, the lovelorn one does reside.
Waiting, watching, till the eyes are drained,
Waiting, watching, till the eyes are drained,
Thus, the passing years are sustained.
Upon the azure canvas, clouds convene,
The monsoon season, a vibrant scene.

In fear of lightning, clinging to love's hold,
First memories, a story to be told.
In fear of lightning, clinging to love's hold,
First memories, a story to be told.
Solitary heart, further dismayed,
Solitary heart, further dismayed,
By memories' shehnai played.
Upon the azure canvas, clouds convene,
The monsoon season, a vibrant scene.
In the lovelorn heart, a fire is sown,
In the lovelorn heart, a fire is sown.
The earth's thirst quenched, now fully known,
Upon the azure canvas, clouds convene,
The monsoon season, a vibrant scene.