kuhu-kuhu bole koyaliya, kuhu-kuhu bole koyaliya
kunj-kunj me bhavare dole, gun-gun bole
kuhu-kuhu bole koyaliya

sajh singar ritu aayi basati
sajh singar ritu aayi basati
jaise naar koi ho rasvanti
sa ni da ma da ni sa, ga ma ga ma da ni sa
re sa ni da ni sa re sa ni sa re sa ni
da ni ni da ni ni da ni, ma da da ma da da ma da
sa re ga ma da na
sajh singar ritu aayi basati
jaise naar koi ho rasvanti
daali daali kaliyo ko titaliya chume
phul phul pakhadiya khole, amrit ghole
kuhu-kuhu bole koyaliya

kahe kahe ghata me bijuri chamaki
kahe kahe ghata me bijuri chamaki
ho sakta hai meghraaj ne badriya ka
shyam-shyam mukh chum liya ho
ho sakta hai meghraaj ne badriya ka
shyam-shyam mukh chum liya ho
chori-chori man pachi ude, naina jude aa
kuhu-kuhu bole koyaliya

The cuckoo calls, a haunting sound,
The cuckoo calls, all around.
Bees hum low, in gardens deep,
Whispers carried while the world's asleep.
The cuckoo calls, its secrets keep.

Spring arrives, adorned with grace,
Spring arrives, in beauty's embrace.
Like a woman, steeped in love's sweet trace,
Notes ascend, a timeless chase,
Sa Ni Da Ma Da Ni Sa, Ga Ma Ga Ma Da Ni Sa,
Re Sa Ni Da Ni Sa Re Sa Ni Sa Re Sa Ni,
Da Ni Ni Da Ni Ni Da Ni, Ma Da Da Ma Da Da Ma Da,
Sa Re Ga Ma Da Na,
Spring arrives, its splendor shown,
Like a woman, love's seed sown.
Butterflies on branches light,
Kissing buds with pure delight,
Petals bloom, in colors bright,
Sweet nectar poured in morning light,
The cuckoo calls, with all its might.

Why does lightning flash and gleam?
Why does the storm's dark power teem?
Perhaps the cloud king, bold and free,
Has kissed the cloud's dark secrecy,
Perhaps the cloud king, wild and grand,
Has touched the cloud with gentle hand.
Stolen moments, hearts alight,
Eyes connect in fading light,
The cuckoo calls into the night.