Rim Jhim Sawan Barse

The spring rain is pouring
The clouds and lightning are shining
I don’t like without you
Tell me my lover what magic have you cast over me
The scarf is slipping from my head
I don’t know why my heart is beating
The drops showering from the sky fell over the body like this
Why should we remain in senses in such weather
Panting myself in your color
And asking you from God