fasl-e-gul aa_i hame yaad teri sataane lagi
dil me hasarat jo uthi saikado bal khaane lagi

jaa ke aa_i jo nahi unase muravvat kaisi
jhuk ke kaano me meri zulf ye samajhaane lagi
fasl-e-gul aa_i

ab to aa jaa_o ke is dil ko bhi aa_e chain
shaam bhi raat ke pahalu me hai ab jaane lagi
fasl-e-gul aa_i

The season of roses arrives, and your memory blooms, tormenting,
A longing stirs in the heart, twisting in a hundred folds.

She who departs, returning never, what kindness remains?
My hair, leaning close, whispers secrets in my ear:
The season of roses arrives...

Come now, so peace may descend upon this heart,
Even the evening, leaning toward night, begins to depart.
The season of roses arrives...