thehro to sahi socho to zara mausam ki rawaani tum hi to ho
thehro to sahi socho to zara mausam ki rawaani tum hi to ho
sawan ki rimjhim mast ghata ye sham suhani tum hi to ho
thehro to sahi socho to zara mausam ki rawaani tum hi to ho

aahat aahat aati hai mai pyar se sunta jata hu
bago ki mehki galiyo se mai kaliya chunta jata hu
bechaini meri dhadkan ki khawabo ki kahani tum hi to ho
thehro to sahi socho to zara mausam ki rawaani tum hi to ho

unche unche pedo pe jab panchhi sur me gate hai
aisa lagta hai sajide kahi apna saz bazate hai
bulbul ke pairo ki payal bhawro ki zubani tum hi to ho
thehro to sahi socho to zara mausam ki rawaani tum hi to ho
sawan ki rimjhim mast ghata ye sham suhani tum hi to ho
thehro to sahi socho to zara mausam ki rawaani tum hi to ho

Pause, and reflect, consider a while, you are the flow of the season's grace.
Pause, and reflect, consider a while, you are the flow of the season's grace.
The monsoon's drizzle, the joyous clouds, this evening's charm, you are its face.
Pause, and reflect, consider a while, you are the flow of the season's grace.

Each footfall, a whisper, I listen with love's deep ear,
Through fragrant lanes of the gardens, I gather blossoms so near.
My heart's unrest, its very beat, dreams in story's embrace, you are its space.
Pause, and reflect, consider a while, you are the flow of the season's grace.

On towering trees, when birds sing out in melodies so clear,
It seems as if in prostration, my own song finds its release so sheer.
The nightingale's anklets, the bumblebees' speech, in their verse and their space, you are its trace.
Pause, and reflect, consider a while, you are the flow of the season's grace.
The monsoon's drizzle, the joyous clouds, this evening's charm, you are its face.
Pause, and reflect, consider a while, you are the flow of the season's grace.