baharo ki mangi hui ek dua
hajaro ki mangi hui iltja
hajaro baras me kabhi ho kabul
to khilta hai tumsa hansi ek phul

phul phul pe bani teri tasvir
phul phul pe bani teri tasvir
phul phul pe likha hai tera naam
ho tujhe salam tujhe salam

phul phul pe bani teri tasvir
phul phul pe bani teri tasvir
phul phul pe likha hai tera naam
ho tujhe salam tujhe salam
tujhe salam tujhe salam
tujhe salam tujhe salam

ithlake balkha ke tu, kaise kadam uthati hai
ithlake balkha ke tu, kaise kadam uthati hai
aise kadam uthati hai, jaise kasam uthati hai
aise kadam uthati hai, jaise kasam uthati hai
aaj koi ho jayega barbad
aaj koi ho jayega badnam
ho tujhe salam tujhe salam

galo se ye lagta hai, ek masum kaval hai tu
galo se ye lagta hai, ek masum kaval hai tu
hotho se ye lagta hai, ek rangin gajal hai tu
hotho se ye lagta hai, ek rangin gajal hai tu
teri zulfe sawan ki raate
teri aankhe shishe ke do jaam
ho tujhe salam tujhe salam

kisi geet ke mukhde sa, dil kash tera mukhda hai
kisi geet ke mukhde sa, dil kash tera mukhda hai
is duniya ki chij nahi tu, ek chand ka tukda hai
kisi geet ke mukhde sa, dil kash tera mukhda hai
is duniya ki chij nahi tu, ek chand ka tukda hai
mai to insan phariste bhi
mai to insan phariste bhi
teri kasam ban jaye tere gulam
ho tujhe salam tujhe salam

ho phul phul pe bani meri tasvir
phul phul pe bani meri tasvir
phul phul pe likha hai mera naam
tujhe salam ho tujhe salam
tujhe salam tujhe salam
tujhe salam ho tujhe salam
tujhe salam tujhe salam

A prayer begged of spring's embrace,
A plea of a thousand hearts' space.
If, in an age, it finds its grace,
A bloom like you will light the place.

On every petal, your form's design,
On every petal, your form's divine.
On every bloom, your name is known,
To you, salute, to you, alone.

On every petal, your form's design,
On every petal, your form's divine.
On every bloom, your name is known,
Oh, salute to you, salute alone,
To you, salute, salute, I own,
To you, salute, salute, you've grown.

With a sway and a curve, how you tread,
With a sway and a curve, how you're led,
You walk as if a vow is said,
You walk as if a vow is spread.
Today, one's ruin will unfold,
Today, one's shame will be told,
To you, salute, to you, controlled.

From your cheeks, a lotus, pure and mild,
From your cheeks, a lotus, undefiled,
From your lips, a colorful song, beguiled,
From your lips, a colorful song, compiled.
Your tresses, the nights of monsoon's call,
Your eyes, two crystal goblets enthrall.
Oh, salute to you, salute to all.

Like a song's first verse, your face takes hold,
Like a song's first verse, your tale is told,
Not of this world, a moon, so bold,
Not of this world, a tale of old.
Like a song's first verse, your face takes hold,
Not of this world, a moon, to behold.
I, a man, and angels too,
I, a man, and angels true,
Would swear allegiance, slave to you,
Oh, salute to you, salute anew.

Oh, on every petal, your form's design,
On every petal, your form's divine.
On every bloom, your name is known,
Salute to you, to you alone,
To you, salute, salute, is shown,
Salute to you, to you is known,
To you, salute, salute, you've grown.