tumhe geeto me dhalunga, aa aa aa ha
tumhe geeto me dhalunga tumhe geeto me dhalunga
sawan ko aane do sawan ko aane do
tumhe geeto me dhalunga
sawan ko aane do sawan ko aane do oh

phulo ki honge ghataye, phulo ki honge bahare
sargam ke leke yeh bhavre, kaliyo ka ghungat uthare
sapne saja lunga
tumko tumhi hi se mai ek din chura lunga
sawan ko aane do sawan ko aane do

dekho yeh shaan hamari, ham hai pawan ke pujari
dharati ghagan ke milan ki, aarati hamne utari
ab mai na manunga, iss dil ke darpan me tumko sajalunga
sawan ko aane do sawan ko aane do

badal se sath rang barse, pyasa mann kaahe ko tarse
kehti hai barkha deewani, gore simat nahi dar se
apna bana lunga, dil me basa lunga, seene se lagalunga
sawan ko aane do sawan ko aane do

I will mold you into song, ah, ah, ah, ha!
I will mold you into song, I will mold you into song.
Let the monsoon arrive, let the monsoon arrive.
I will mold you into song.
Let the monsoon arrive, let the monsoon arrive, ho!

Swings of clouds will gather, blooms will burst in splendor.
Bees on the rhythm of melody, veils of buds will be unfurled.
I will awaken dreams.
Someday, I'll steal you from yourself.
Let the monsoon arrive, let the monsoon arrive.

See this evening of ours, we are the worshippers of the wind.
We've performed the aarti for the earth and sky's embrace.
Now, I won't yield, in the mirror of this heart, I'll adorn you.
Let the monsoon arrive, let the monsoon arrive.

From the clouds, the nectar of colors will pour, why does the thirsty heart yearn?
The mad rain declares, "O fair one, shrink not in fear!"
I will make you mine, I will enshrine you in my heart, I will hold you to my chest.
Let the monsoon arrive, let the monsoon arrive.