aj jotsna ratey - Night of Lovers' Moon

On this night of lovers’ moon, all have gone to the woods.

Intoxicating is the spring breeze,

I shan’t go, I shan’t go,

Amidst this solitude, I’ll stay in my lonely corner.

I shan’t go though

Intoxicating is the spring breeze.

With so much care

My room’s done and cleansed

I got to stay awake should you come.

Should you remember me now

Intoxicating is the spring breeze.