baarish ki ye bunde, ye bunde baarish ki
baarish ki ye bunde, ye bunde baarish ki
mujhe ang lagaye chhine chain mera
o mujhe yun sataey ho
baarish ki ye bunde, ye bunde baarish ki
mujhe ang lagaye chhine chain mera
o mujhe yun sataey ho
baarish ki ye bunde, ye bunde baarish ki

o mahki mahki ye fiza, tarsaye mera man
bahki bahki ye hawa, chhuye mera tan
mahki mahki ye fiza, tarsaye mera man
bahki bahki ye hawa, chhuye mera tan
kaari kaari badra, kaari kaari badra
bane saajan mora, bane saajan mora
kaari kaari badra, o bane saajan mora
aanchal udaaye mujhme simat jaye aur sataye
baarish ki ye bunde, ye bunde baarish ki
mujhe ang lagaye chhine chain mera
o mujhe yun sataey ho
baarish ki ye bunde, ye bunde baarish ki

rimjhim rimjhim ke ye barish
barse madham madham
jaise malhaar me nile re shaam aur pancham
rimjhim rimjhim ke ye barish
barse madham madham
jaise malhaar me nile re shaam aur pancham
piya piya badra, lagaye mohe kajara
piya piya badra, o lagaye mohe kajara
mujhko bulaye hay tarsaye aur sataye
baarish ki ye bunde, ye bunde baarish ki
mujhe ang lagaye chhine chain mera
o mujhe yun sataey ho
baarish ki ye bunde, ye bunde baarish ki

These droplets of rain, these drops of rain,
Embrace my skin, steal my peace away,
Oh, how they torment me so,
These droplets of rain, these drops of rain.
Embrace my skin, steal my peace away,
Oh, how they torment me so,
These droplets of rain, these drops of rain.

The fragrant breeze, it yearns within my soul,
The wild wind, it brushes my very form,
The fragrant breeze, it yearns within my soul,
The wild wind, it brushes my very form.
Dark, dark clouds, dark, dark clouds,
Become my beloved, become my beloved.
Dark, dark clouds, oh, become my beloved,
Lift my veil, and then embrace, tormenting me,
These droplets of rain, these drops of rain.
Embrace my skin, steal my peace away,
Oh, how they torment me so,
These droplets of rain, these drops of rain.

The rain falls softly, softly falling,
Like a raga, in the blue of night,
And the notes of the scale,
The rain falls softly, softly falling,
Like a raga, in the blue of night,
And the notes of the scale.
My love, my love, the clouds apply kohl to me,
My love, my love, oh, apply kohl to me.
They call to me, alas, they yearn and torment,
These droplets of rain, these drops of rain.
Embrace my skin, steal my peace away,
Oh, how they torment me so,
These droplets of rain, these drops of rain.