Raaz chahe pati ka ho ya patni ka ... agar usse dono ke beech khol diya jaye toh badapan hota hai ... aur chupaya jaye toh dokha hota hai

Whether the secret is about the husband or the wife ... it is greatness if it opens up between them ... and it is betrayal if it is hidden

Woh dekh-dekh hum mein jeete hai ... hum dekh-dekh unhe peete hai ... yeh meri zaar ka nada nahi hai doston ... mere phatte jooton ke beete hai

She lives by looking at me ... I drink looking at her ... this is not the string of my pant ... it is the story of my torn shoes

Shikaar usne kiya, dil ko taar-taar kiya ... bura kiya joh kisi ladki se pyar kiya

She hunted me, she broke my heart into pieces ... I did a mistake by falling in love with a girl

Yeh hai whiskey ... jisne zyada li chuski ... uski zindagi duniya se khiski

This is whiskey ... the one who drinks it a lot ... his life then leaves the world

Woh dekh-dekh hum mein jeete hai ... hum dekh-dekh unhe peete hai ... yeh meri zaar ka nada nahi hai doston ... mere phatte jooton ke beete hai

She lives by looking at me ... I drink looking at her ... this is not the string of my pant ... it is the story of my torn shoes

Raaz chahe pati ka ho ya patni ka ... agar usse dono ke beech khol diya jaye toh badapan hota hai ... aur chupaya jaye toh dokha hota hai

Whether the secret is about the husband or the wife ... it is greatness if it opens up between them ... and it is betrayal if it is hidden

Paise ke lalach ne tere dimaag ke tire ko puncture kar diya hai ... aur andhar se akal ki hawa nikaal di hai

The greed of money has punctured the tire of your brain ... and removed the air of sense from inside

Har modh pe mile jaate hai humdard hazaron ... shayad meri basti mein adakaar bahut hai

At every turn I found thousands of people who share my pain ... may there are a lot of actors in my colony

Yeh hai whiskey ... jisne zyada li chuski ... uski zindagi duniya se khiski

This is whiskey ... the one who drinks it a lot ... his life then leaves the world

Paise ke lalach ne tere dimaag ke tire ko puncture kar diya hai ... aur andhar se akal ki hawa nikaal di hai

The greed of money has punctured the tire of your brain ... and removed the air of sense from inside

Sari umar gavah di kamane mein paisa ... aur bad mein yahi saala paisa ban gaya apne dushman jaisa

I spent all my life in earning money ... and later this bloody money became like my enemy

Raaz chahe pati ka ho ya patni ka ... agar usse dono ke beech khol diya jaye toh badapan hota hai ... aur chupaya jaye toh dokha hota hai

Whether the secret is about the husband or the wife ... it is greatness if it opens up between them ... and it is betrayal if it is hidden

Har modh pe mile jaate hai humdard hazaron ... shayad meri basti mein adakaar bahut hai

At every turn I found thousands of people who share my pain ... may there are a lot of actors in my colony

Shikaar usne kiya, dil ko taar-taar kiya ... bura kiya joh kisi ladki se pyar kiya

She hunted me, she broke my heart into pieces ... I did a mistake by falling in love with a girl

Woh dekh-dekh hum mein jeete hai ... hum dekh-dekh unhe peete hai ... yeh meri zaar ka nada nahi hai doston ... mere phatte jooton ke beete hai

She lives by looking at me ... I drink looking at her ... this is not the string of my pant ... it is the story of my torn shoes

Sari umar gavah di kamane mein paisa ... aur bad mein yahi saala paisa ban gaya apne dushman jaisa

I spent all my life in earning money ... and later this bloody money became like my enemy

Yeh hai whiskey ... jisne zyada li chuski ... uski zindagi duniya se khiski

This is whiskey ... the one who drinks it a lot ... his life then leaves the world

No underwear in this world can live without nada and no nada in this world can live without underwear ... because they are inseparable, they love each other, they are incomplete without each other ... that's why they have to live together ... ek saath Dhobi Ghat par dhulne ke liye jaate hai, ek saath sookhte hai aur doobara maile hokar Dhobi Ghat par chale jaate hai ... underwear aur nada se duniya ko ekta ka sabak lena chahiye

No underwear in this world can live without string and no string in this world can live without underwear ... because they are inseparable, they love each other, they are incomplete without each other ... that's why they have to live together ... they go together to Dhobi Ghat to get washed, they dry together and they get dirty again and go to Dhobi Ghat ... the world should learn the lesson of unity from the underwear and the string

Shikaar usne kiya, dil ko taar-taar kiya ... bura kiya joh kisi ladki se pyar kiya

She hunted me, she broke my heart into pieces ... I did a mistake by falling in love with a girl

No underwear in this world can live without nada and no nada in this world can live without underwear ... because they are inseparable, they love each other, they are incomplete without each other ... that's why they have to live together ... ek saath Dhobi Ghat par dhulne ke liye jaate hai, ek saath sookhte hai aur doobara maile hokar Dhobi Ghat par chale jaate hai ... underwear aur nada se duniya ko ekta ka sabak lena chahiye

No underwear in this world can live without string and no string in this world can live without underwear ... because they are inseparable, they love each other, they are incomplete without each other ... that's why they have to live together ... they go together to Dhobi Ghat to get washed, they dry together and they get dirty again and go to Dhobi Ghat ... the world should learn the lesson of unity from the underwear and the string

No underwear in this world can live without nada and no nada in this world can live without underwear ... because they are inseparable, they love each other, they are incomplete without each other ... that's why they have to live together ... ek saath Dhobi Ghat par dhulne ke liye jaate hai, ek saath sookhte hai aur doobara maile hokar Dhobi Ghat par chale jaate hai ... underwear aur nada se duniya ko ekta ka sabak lena chahiye

No underwear in this world can live without string and no string in this world can live without underwear ... because they are inseparable, they love each other, they are incomplete without each other ... that's why they have to live together ... they go together to Dhobi Ghat to get washed, they dry together and they get dirty again and go to Dhobi Ghat ... the world should learn the lesson of unity from the underwear and the string

Sari umar gavah di kamane mein paisa ... aur bad mein yahi saala paisa ban gaya apne dushman jaisa

I spent all my life in earning money ... and later this bloody money became like my enemy