Joh log paisa kamakar apna imaan gavah dete hai ... woh daulat hote hue bhi fakiron se battar hai

People who lose their honesty when they make money ... they are worse than the poor even with the money

Sharafat ki chaddar oodne ke liye shareer nahin ... ek sharif atma chahiye

To wear the sheet of honesty one does not need a body ... one needs a honest soul

Baap ki arthi bete ke kandhe pe jaya karti hai ... bete ki arthi baap ke kandhe pe nahin

The bier of a father goes on the sons shoulders ... the bier of the son does not go on the fathers shoulders

Khoon bahane se nafrat badti hai ... faisla nahi hota

By drawing blood hatred increases ... a decision is not made

Taqdeer kabhi kabhi insaan ko apne hi desh mein pardesi bana deti hai

Destiny sometimes makes one a foreigner in their own country

Baap ka joota agar bachche ke paon mein aa jaye ... toh phir woh bachcha nahi reh jata

If the fathers shoes fit into the sons feet ... then he is not a kid anymore

Khoon bahane se nafrat badti hai ... faisla nahi hota

By drawing blood hatred increases ... a decision is not made

Tumhare raj mein toh zulm ke khilaaf awaaz uthana bhi jurm hai

In your rule to raise the voice against injustice is also a crime

Wahin ruk jao ... nahi toh bandook ki is kalam se tum logon ke seeno par maut ka naam likh doonga

Stay right there ... otherwise I'll write the name of death on your chests with this pen of the gun

Tumhare raj mein toh zulm ke khilaaf awaaz uthana bhi jurm hai

In your rule to raise the voice against injustice is also a crime

Jis tarah har jurm ka ek daag hota hai ... us hi tarah begunahi ka ek saboot bhi hota hai

Just like every crime has a mark ... exactly like that innocence has a proof

Desh premee mara nahi karte ... amar ho jate hai

Lovers of a country do not die ... they become immortal

Jis tarah har jurm ka ek daag hota hai ... us hi tarah begunahi ka ek saboot bhi hota hai

Just like every crime has a mark ... exactly like that innocence has a proof

Firangi sarkar ke pass koi aisi goli nahin joh ek desh premee ke seene ko paar kar sake

The foreign government does not have a bullet than can pierce through the chest of a patriot

Baap ka joota agar bachche ke paon mein aa jaye ... toh phir woh bachcha nahi reh jata

If the fathers shoes fit into the sons feet ... then he is not a kid anymore

Tumhari maa toh kohd se mar gayi bete ... magar is Bharat maa ko kohd mat hone dena

Son, your mom died of a disease ... but don't let India catch this disease

Baap ka joota agar bachche ke paon mein aa jaye ... toh phir woh bachcha nahi reh jata

If the fathers shoes fit into the sons feet ... then he is not a kid anymore

Tumhari maa toh kohd se mar gayi bete ... magar is Bharat maa ko kohd mat hone dena

Son, your mom died of a disease ... but don't let India catch this disease

Baap ki arthi bete ke kandhe pe jaya karti hai ... bete ki arthi baap ke kandhe pe nahin

The bier of a father goes on the sons shoulders ... the bier of the son does not go on the fathers shoulders

Wahin ruk jao ... nahi toh bandook ki is kalam se tum logon ke seeno par maut ka naam likh doonga

Stay right there ... otherwise I'll write the name of death on your chests with this pen of the gun

Desh premee mara nahi karte ... amar ho jate hai

Lovers of a country do not die ... they become immortal

Firangi sarkar ke pass koi aisi goli nahin joh ek desh premee ke seene ko paar kar sake

The foreign government does not have a bullet than can pierce through the chest of a patriot

Taqdeer kabhi kabhi insaan ko apne hi desh mein pardesi bana deti hai

Destiny sometimes makes one a foreigner in their own country

Joh log paisa kamakar apna imaan gavah dete hai ... woh daulat hote hue bhi fakiron se battar hai

People who lose their honesty when they make money ... they are worse than the poor even with the money

Joh log paisa kamakar apna imaan gavah dete hai ... woh daulat hote hue bhi fakiron se battar hai

People who lose their honesty when they make money ... they are worse than the poor even with the money

Sharafat ki chaddar oodne ke liye shareer nahin ... ek sharif atma chahiye

To wear the sheet of honesty one does not need a body ... one needs a honest soul