khat hain ke badalti rut ya bhiga hua sawan
khat hain ke badalti rut ya bhiga hua sawan
itrati huye galatiya sharmate huye aangan
khat hain ke badalti rut ya bhiga hua sawan
itrati huye galatiya sharmate huye aangan

sheese sa dhula choka moti se chune bartan
sheese sa dhula choka moti se chune bartan
khilta hua ek chehra hanste huye sau darpan
khat hain ke badalti rut ya bhiga hua sawan
khat hain ke badalti rut ya bhiga hua sawan
itrati huye galatiya sharmate huye aangan

simati huye chaukhat par kuch dhup gilahri si
simati huye chaukhat par kuch dhup gilahri si
nimbu ki kyari mein chandi ki kai kangan
khat hain ke badalti rut ya bhiga hua sawan
khat hain ke badalti rut ya bhiga hua sawan
itrati huye galatiya sharmate huye aangan

bachcho si humakti shab gandon se uchhalte din
bachcho si humakti shab gandon se uchhalte din
chehro se dhuli khushiyan zulfon se khuli uljhan
khat hain ke badalti rut ya bhiga hua sawan
khat hain ke badalti rut ya bhiga hua sawan
itrati huye galatiya sharmate huye aangan

har ped koi kissa har ghar koi afsana
har ped koi kissa har ghar koi afsana
har raasta pahchana har chehre pe apnapan
har ped koi kissa har ghar koi afsana
har raasta pahchana har chehre pe apnapan
khat hain ke badalti rut ya bhiga hua sawan
khat hain ke badalti rut ya bhiga hua sawan
itrati huye galatiya sharmate huye aangan
itrati huye galatiya sharmate huye aangan

Is this a letter, a shifting season, a rain-soaked monsoon?
Is this a letter, a shifting season, a rain-soaked monsoon?
Where alleys flirt, and courtyards blush with a shy bloom.
Is this a letter, a shifting season, a rain-soaked monsoon?
Where alleys flirt, and courtyards blush with a shy bloom.

The kitchen gleams, a mirror's clean embrace,
pearl-like, the vessels, held in careful space.
A face unfurls, a hundred mirrors trace
Is this a letter, a shifting season, a rain-soaked monsoon?
Is this a letter, a shifting season, a rain-soaked monsoon?
Where alleys flirt, and courtyards blush with a shy bloom.

On the threshold, sunbeams, like squirrels, alight,
Lemon blooms, and silver bangles gleam so bright.
Is this a letter, a shifting season, a rain-soaked monsoon?
Is this a letter, a shifting season, a rain-soaked monsoon?
Where alleys flirt, and courtyards blush with a shy bloom.

A night that hums with a child's soft plea,
days that bounce like balls of marigold glee,
Joy washes from faces, and tangles unwind free.
Is this a letter, a shifting season, a rain-soaked monsoon?
Is this a letter, a shifting season, a rain-soaked monsoon?
Where alleys flirt, and courtyards blush with a shy bloom.

Each tree a tale, each home a whispered lore,
Every path familiar, faces known before,
Each tree a tale, each home a whispered lore,
Every path familiar, faces known before,
Is this a letter, a shifting season, a rain-soaked monsoon?
Is this a letter, a shifting season, a rain-soaked monsoon?
Where alleys flirt, and courtyards blush with a shy bloom.
Where alleys flirt, and courtyards blush with a shy bloom.