piya aayega piya aayega
piya aayega piya aayega
gori sudh na bisar piya aayega
gori sudh na bisar piya aayega
gori aankhiya ubhar piya aayaga
gori aankhiya ubhar piya aayaga
piya aayega
gori sudh na bisar piya aayega

aas tihari rut matwari
rang komal lahraye
phulan ke ghar chand
ha ha phulan ke ghar chand chadha hai
jo dekhe lalchave
hath badhave hath badhaye
abhi naino me to hai basayega
aayega aayega
gori sudh na bisar piya aayega

aaj kali ne ghungat khola
aaj kali ne ghungat khola

My Beloved comes, my Beloved comes,
My Beloved comes, my Beloved comes.
Forget not your essence, fair maiden, my Beloved comes,
Forget not your essence, fair maiden, my Beloved comes.
Your eyes will blossom, fair maiden, my Beloved comes,
Your eyes will blossom, fair maiden, my Beloved comes.
My Beloved comes,
Forget not your essence, my Beloved comes.

Hope, your essence, the season's revelry,
Soft colors dance, sway, and breathe,
Within the floral home, the moon ascends,
Yes, within the floral home, the moon ascends,
A sight to make one yearn.
To reach, to touch, to extend a hand,
He will reside within your eyes now,
He will come, He will come,
Forget not your essence, my Beloved comes.

Today, the bud unveils its veil,
Today, the bud unveils its veil.