mohe chand nazar na aaye
ho mohe chand nazar na aaye
badriya kaali re haye re
badriya kaali sawan ki ren sataye
umriya baali re haye umriya baali re
mohe chand najar naa aaye
ho mohe chand najar na aaye
badriya kaali re haye re
badriya kaali sawan ki ren sataye
umriya baali re haye umriya baali re

dil dhadak dhadak ke rukta jaye
dil dhadak dhadak ke rukta jaye
ho kya karta hai ye kuch samjh na aaye
dar lage na koi rog ise lag jaye
dar lage na koi rog ise lag jaye
sawan ki ren sataye
umriya baali re haye umriya baali re
mohe chand najar naa aaye
ho mohe chand najar na aaye
badriya kaali re haye re
badriya kaali sawan ki ren sataye
umriya baali re haye umriya baali re

ho hai in nainan mein jo sapne adhure
ho aa kar le sajan wo aaj hi pure
mere banke balam albele yahi man chahe
mere banke balam albele yahi man chahe
sawan ki ren sataye
umriya baali re haye umriya baali re
mohe chand najar naa aaye
ho mohe chand najar na aaye
badriya kaali re haye re
badriya kaali sawan ki ren sataye
umriya baali re haye umriya baali re

The moon, it hides from my sight,
Oh, the moon, veiled from my sight.
Dark clouds gather, a sorrowful plight,
Dark clouds, the monsoon's weeping night.
My youth, so tender, oh, my youth, so slight,
The moon, it hides from my sight.
Oh, the moon, veiled from my sight.
Dark clouds gather, a sorrowful plight,
Dark clouds, the monsoon's weeping night.
My youth, so tender, oh, my youth, so slight.

My heart, it pounds, then struggles to breathe,
My heart, it pounds, barely to cleave.
What is it doing? I can’t perceive,
A fear takes hold, a sickness to weave.
A fear takes hold, a sickness to weave,
The monsoon's weeping night.
My youth, so tender, oh, my youth, so slight.
The moon, it hides from my sight.
Oh, the moon, veiled from my sight.
Dark clouds gather, a sorrowful plight,
Dark clouds, the monsoon's weeping night.
My youth, so tender, oh, my youth, so slight.

Within these eyes, dreams lie unfurled,
Oh, come, my love, and reshape my world.
My handsome beloved, my playful boy, my heart yearns,
My handsome beloved, my playful boy, my heart yearns,
The monsoon's weeping night.
My youth, so tender, oh, my youth, so slight.
The moon, it hides from my sight.
Oh, the moon, veiled from my sight.
Dark clouds gather, a sorrowful plight,
Dark clouds, the monsoon's weeping night.
My youth, so tender, oh, my youth, so slight.