sard hawa ka jhonka aaya
mehki mehki khushbu laaya
sard hawa ka jhonka aaya
mehki mehki khushbu laaya
ambar pe baadal chha gaya
baarish ka mahina aa gaya
uff aa uff aa

sard hawa ka jhonka aaya
mehki mehki khushbu laaya
ambar pe baadal chha gaya
baarish ka mahina aa gaya
uff aa uff aa

mast ghata se bund jo barse
dil deewana pyaar mein tarse
mast ghata se bund jo barse
dil deewana pyaar mein tarse
paani ke bauchharon se
ang jale angaaron se
seene se lag jaane de
tan ki pyaas bujhane de
tan ki pyaas bujhane de
sard hawa ka jhonka aaya
mehki mehki khushbu laaya
ambar pe baadal chha gaya
baarish ka mahina aa gaya
uff aa uff aa

ye mausam aur ye angdai
kaun sahe aise mein judaai
ye mausam aur ye angdai
are kaun sahe aise mein judaai
bheege bheege baalon se
paani tapke gaalon se
is madira ko peene de
mad masti mein jeene de
mad masti mein jeene de
sard hawa ka jhonka aaya
mehki mehki khushbu laaya
ambar pe baadal chha gaya
baarish ka mahina aa gaya
uff aa uff aa

A gust of winter wind descends,
Fragrant whispers it now lends.
A gust of winter wind descends,
Fragrant whispers it now lends.
Clouds embrace the heavens high,
Month of rain draws swiftly nigh.
Oh, ah, oh!

A gust of winter wind descends,
Fragrant whispers it now lends.
Clouds embrace the heavens high,
Month of rain draws swiftly nigh.
Oh, ah, oh!

From the clouds, the droplets pour,
Heart, a lover, yearns for more.
From the clouds, the droplets pour,
Heart, a lover, yearns for more.
From the showers' gentle grace,
Burning embers find their place.
Let me hold you close and near,
Quench the body's thirst, my dear,
Quench the body's thirst, my dear.
A gust of winter wind descends,
Fragrant whispers it now lends.
Clouds embrace the heavens high,
Month of rain draws swiftly nigh.
Oh, ah, oh!

This season and its sweet embrace,
Who can bear love's empty space?
This season and its sweet embrace,
Who can bear love's empty space?
From your hair, the waters gleam,
Down your cheeks, a flowing stream.
Let me drink this sweet desire,
Live within this drunken fire,
Live within this drunken fire.
A gust of winter wind descends,
Fragrant whispers it now lends.
Clouds embrace the heavens high,
Month of rain draws swiftly nigh.
Oh, ah, oh!