thandi thandi purvaiya mein
In the cool, cool east wind,
udti hai chunariyaa
my scarf flies.
dhadake mora jiya raama
Hearts pound;
baali hai umariya
it's the age of innocence.
dil pe nahin kaabu
I have no control over my heart;
kaisa yeh jaadu
what sort of magic is this?
yeh mausam ka jaadu hai mitwa
This is the magic of the season, beloved.
na ab dil pe kaabu hai mitwa
I have no control over my heart now, beloved.
naina jis mein kho gaye
The eyes in which I have lost myself,
diwaane se ho gaye
they have gone mad.
nazaara voh harsu hai mitwa
The sight is beautiful, beloved.
yeh mausam ka jaadu hai mitwa
This is the magic of the season, beloved.
shahari baabu ke sang
With the townsman
mem gori gori hai
is the fair lady.
aise laage.n jaise
She seems likes
chanda ki chakori
a creature nursed on moonbeams (chakori is a type of partridge trad. supposed to live on moonbeams).
phuulon kaliyon ki bahaarein
The flowers and buds of spring,
chanchal ye havaaon ki pukaarein
the calls of these playful breezes,
hamko ye ishaaron mein kahein ham
say to us with these signs that
thamke yahaan ghadiyaan guzaarein
we should stop here, pass the times (together here).
pahale kabhi to na ham se
Never before have
batiyaate the aise phulva'i
the flowers conversed with us like this!
yeh mausam ka jaadu hai mitwa
This is the magic of the season, beloved.
sachchi sachchi bolna bhed na chupna
Tell us the truth, don't keep it secret;
kaun nagar se aaye
which town did you come from,
kaun disha mein hai jaana
what direction must you head in?
inko hamse chalna hai apne sang apni nagariya
She must go with me to my city!
haaye jaan anjaan us par anjaan nagariya
Oh, a stranger for a lover, and on top of that, an unfamiliar city.
phir kaise tum duur itni sang aa gayi meri goriya
Then how did you come from so far away to be with me, lovely?
yeh mausam ka jaadu hai mitwa
This is the magic of the season, beloved!
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