saun da mahina yaaro, saun da mahina ae
saun da mahina yaaro, saun da mahina ae
saun da mahina yaaro, saun da mahina ae
saun da mahina yaaro, saun da mahina ae
ambraan ch vaal koi jhaad di hasina ae
ambraan ch vaal koi jhaad di hasina ae
ik ik bund koi motti te nagina ae
bhiji bhiji silli silli paun da mahina ae
saun da mahina yaaro, saun da mahina ae
saun da mahina yaaro, saun da mahina ae

dharti de mukhde nu dhon da mahina ae
te tip tip kotheyan de chonn da mahina ae
dharti de mukhde nu dhon da mahina ae
te tip tip tip tip tip tip
tip tip kotheyan de chonn da mahina ae
te dila vich, dila vich kujh kujh hon da mahina ae
saun da mahina yaaro, saun da mahina ae
saun da mahina yaaro, saun da mahina ae

mithe mithe sur atte taal da mahina ae
mithe mithe sur atte taal da mahina ae
mithe mithe sur atte taal da mahina ae
kule kule phul muskan da mahina ae
te kise utte dil aa jann da mahina ae
kise kise utte dil aa jaan da mahina ae
te russe hoye yaara nu manaun da mahina ae
saun da mahina yaaro, saun da mahina ae
saun da mahina yaaro, saun da mahina ae

bharke ranjhe nal nakko nakki ranjheya nu
bada hi hairaan kare mahina eh te ganjeya nu
bada hi hairaan kare mahina eh te ganjeya nu
baar baar launa pawe kothe utton manjeya nu
dhilli kade kassi hoyi
dhilli kade kassi hoyi doan da mahina ae
saun da mahina yaaro, saun da mahina ae
saun da mahina yaaro, saun da mahina ae

ambraan ch vaal koi jhaad di hasina ae
ambraan ch vaal koi jhaad di hasina ae
ik ik boond koi moti te nagina ae
bhiji bhiji silli silli paun da mahina ae
saun da mahina yaaro, saun da mahina ae
saun da mahina yaaro, saun da mahina ae

A hundred months, friends, a hundred months it is,
A hundred months, friends, a hundred months it is,
A hundred months, friends, a hundred months it is,
A hundred months, friends, a hundred months it is.
From skies, a beauty shakes her hair,
From skies, a beauty shakes her hair,
Each drop a pearl, a precious gem,
The month of drenching, softly raining,
A hundred months, friends, a hundred months it is,
A hundred months, friends, a hundred months it is.

The earth's face is washed anew this month,
And rooftops weep with gentle tears,
The earth's face is washed anew this month,
And tip tip tip tip tip tip
Rooftops weep with gentle tears,
And in hearts, in hearts, a stirring starts,
A hundred months, friends, a hundred months it is,
A hundred months, friends, a hundred months it is.

Sweet melodies, a rhythm's beat, this month,
Sweet melodies, a rhythm's beat, this month,
Sweet melodies, a rhythm's beat, this month,
Open flowers, a smiling bloom,
And to someone, the heart takes flight,
And to someone, the heart takes flight,
And to soothe a friend, estranged, this month,
A hundred months, friends, a hundred months it is,
A hundred months, friends, a hundred months it is.

Filling Ranjha's form with certainty,
This month torments even the bald ones,
This month torments even the bald ones,
Again and again to wash the rooftop's mats,
Loosening, or tightening,
Loosening, or tightening, the ropes this month,
A hundred months, friends, a hundred months it is,
A hundred months, friends, a hundred months it is.

From skies, a beauty shakes her hair,
From skies, a beauty shakes her hair,
Each drop a pearl, a precious gem,
The month of drenching, softly raining,
A hundred months, friends, a hundred months it is,
A hundred months, friends, a hundred months it is.