sabze ki durfishaani phulon ka shaamiyaana
kushabu ki naujawaani rangin nigaarakaana
dekha to ga raha hai apna vahi taraana
bulabul suna raha hai gul ko rula raha hai
mitha sa dard banakar pahalu mein aa raha hai
rah-rah ke koyi dil mein charake laga raha hai

thandi hawa ka jhonka jhula jhula raha hai
phulon ko deke lori daulat luta raha hai
baadal machal-machal kar har dil pe chha raha hai
lekin mera nasiba mujhako rula raha hai

Emerald's embrace, a floral canopy,
Youth of fragrance, a painted reverie.
I looked, and heard my own song's decree,
A nightingale, to the rose, its sorrow it sings,
A sweet ache, to the heart it brings,
A presence that stings, my spirit it stings.

A cool breeze swings, a cradle it weaves,
Lullabies to blossoms, abundance it leaves,
Clouds dance and ripple, on every heart grieves,
But my fate, it weeps, and its sorrow I feel.