san san sanan sanan san sanan sanan san chle pavan
jhan jhan jhanan jhanan jhan jhanan jhanan jhan jhume gagan
khan khan khanan khanan khan khanan khanan khan baje kangan
man aaj magan lagi lagi lagan sohe sang sajan ang ang magan
masti me lehraya masti me lehraya
chhaya dhrti pe yauvan chhaya
aaj rituno ka raja aaya
chhaya dhrti pe yauvan chhaya
aaj rituno ka raja aaya
aaya aaya basant lehrata gungunata muskurata
lakho rango ne rang jamaya aaj rituno ka raja aaya
chhaya dhrti pe yauvan chhaya
aaj rituno ka raja aaya

mosam suhana hai rut hai basnti
rasiya tu hai to main hun raswanti
kliyo ki gliyo me bhawro ki toli
tu mera ho ja re main teri ho li
pran kahe tu tu na rahe main main na rahu
ras rang bahe tan man ko nehlaya
tan man ko nehlaya
koyal ne sandesh sunaya
aaj rituno ka raja aaya
chhaya dhrti pe yauvan chhaya
aaj rituno ka raja aaya

pedo se lipti hai pyasi lataye
has has ke wirhan ke man ko sataye
sakhiya hil mil ke khushiya manaye
hum kis se mil mil ke batiya bataye
jati rahi ithlati rahi balkhati rahi bikhpati rahi
wo chhliya nahi aaya wo chhliya nahi aaya
is ritu ne hume tadpaya
aaj rituno ka raja aaya
chhaya dhrti pe yauvan chhaya
aaj rituno ka raja aaya

The wind whispers, sun on sun, a golden sway,
The heavens tremble, a joyous, jingling play.
Bangles chime, a rhythm’s echoing grace,
The heart enraptured, love takes its embrace.
With the beloved, limb to limb, in joy we drown,
In ecstasy, a vibrant, verdant crown.
Youth descends, a tapestry unfurled,
The king of seasons reigns upon the world.
Youth descends, a tapestry unfurled,
The king of seasons reigns upon the world.
He comes, he comes, spring’s wave, a song, a smile,
Millions of hues in vibrant style.
The king of seasons reigns this day,
Youth descends, a tapestry unfurled.
The king of seasons reigns upon the world.

The weather’s sweet, the season’s gold,
You, the lover, my story told.
In flower lanes, the blackbirds gleam,
Be mine, my love, and I your dream.
The soul cries out, you, not you, I, not I,
Love's colors flow, bathing mind and soul,
Bathing mind and soul.
The cuckoo’s song, the story it portrays,
The king of seasons reigns these days.
Youth descends, a tapestry unfurled,
The king of seasons reigns upon the world.

The thirsty vines embrace the trees,
Teasing the hearts of those that grieve.
Friends gather round, their joy to share,
With whom shall we our secrets bare?
She went away, strutting her sway,
That deceiver, he did not come this way,
That deceiver, he did not come this way,
This season made us yearn and pray.
The king of seasons reigns this day.
Youth descends, a tapestry unfurled,
The king of seasons reigns upon the world.