बरसै बदरिया सावन की ।
सावन की मन भावन की ।।
सावन मे उमग्यो मेरो मनवा ।
भनक सुनि हरि आवन की ।।
उमड़ घुमड़ चहुं दिससे आयो ।
दामण दमके झर लावन की ।।
नान्हीं नान्हीं बून्दन मेहा बरसै ।
सीतल पवन सोहावन की ।।
मीरा के प्रभु गिरधर नागर ।
आनन्द मङ्गल गावन की ।।
Rain the clouds in the month of shraavana ,
ah! the clouds of shraavana the heart captivating clouds.
In shraavana my heart heaves up ,
as hears it the approach of Dear Hari.
Come the clouds gathering from all sides ,shivers the
lightning, heralding the approach of rain bearing clouds.
In tiny drops falls the rain and ,
blows the fragrant breeze, cool and pleasant.
Mira's Lord , Giridhara Nagara ,
the time is arrived for us to sing a glorious welcome.