patajhad ke gaye din bit
basati phul khile

dharati to wahi par baag naye
sur-taal wahi par raag naye
nayaa jivan, nayaa sagit
basanti phul khile
patajhad ke din gaye bit

sab ke man ke gagan me ushaaye hansi
na_i kirano ki kaliyaan hr^iday me basi

lataa, purush swar, purush saathi :
suryoday huaa, sarvoday huaa
na_i raahe bani na_i rit
phul khile
basanti phul khile
basanti phul khile

The days of falling leaves, they fade and flee,
While spring's embrace unfurls, a verdant spree.
The earth remains, yet gardens bloom anew,
The sun's soft rhythm, a familiar hue,
But songs reborn, a melody so clear.
A brand new life, new music for the ear,
As spring's embrace unfurls, banishing fear.

Within each heart, the dawn's soft laughter rings,
New rays of light, within the spirit's wings.
Vines entwine with voices strong and true:
The sun ascends, for all, a world anew.
New paths arise, a vibrant, hopeful art,
As spring's embrace unfolds within the heart,
As spring's embrace unfurls, a work of art.