din dhal jaye haye rat naa jaye
tu toh naa aaye teree yad sataye

pyar me jinke sab jag chhod ha, aur huye badnam
unake hee hatho hal huwa yeh, baithe hai dil ko tham
apne kabhee the abb hain paraye, din dhal

aisee rim-jhim aisee puhare, aisee hee thee barsat
khud se juda aur jug se paraye, ham dono the sath
phir se woh sawan abb kyon naa aaye, din dhal

The day descends, alas, the night won't cease,
You do not come, your memory won't release, the day descends.

For love of whom, the world was left behind,
And shame embraced us, of a different kind.
By their own hands, this fate did we receive,
Holding our hearts, in sorrow we believe.
Those who were ours, now strangers we must face,
The day descends, alas.

The gentle drizzle, the soft, falling rain,
The season's first showers, a familiar pain.
Separate from self, from the world set apart,
We two were together, joined at the heart.
Why does that monsoon, not return again?
The day descends, alas.

Within my heart, so near you reside,
Yet how far you are, in the vast outside.
You from me, and I from my heart's deep plea,
Both of us helpless, bound eternally.
In such a state, whom can one persuade?
The day descends, alas.