Na Sikh, na Isai, na Hindu, na Musalman ... sirf insaan

Not a Sikh, not a Christian, not a Hindu, not a Muslim ... I'm just a human

Treta mein chaas mile aur Dvapar mein ghee ... Kalyug mein chai mile so bana banake pee

We got buttermilk in Treta-Yuga (old era) and clarified butter in Dvapara-Yuga (middle era) ... nowadays in the Kali-Yuga (modern era) we get tea, so let's make it and drink that

Ghodi jab race mein daudti hai na toh beech raaste mein nahi rukti ... manzil tak daudti hai ... chahe phir woh race jeete ya hare

When a mare runs in a race then she doesn't stop in the middle ... she runs till the end ... no matter if she wins or loses the race

Ek masoom aadmi neta ke liye apni jaan dene ko tayaar hota hai ... lekin azaadi ke baad aaj tak kya kisi neta ne apne ek aam aadmi ke liye jaan di hai?

An innocent person is willing to give his life for a politician ... but since independence till today has ever a politician given his life for an innocent person?

Treta mein chaas mile aur Dvapar mein ghee ... Kalyug mein chai mile so bana banake pee

We got buttermilk in Treta-Yuga (old era) and clarified butter in Dvapara-Yuga (middle era) ... nowadays in the Kali-Yuga (modern era) we get tea, so let's make it and drink that

Pahad ki choti se girke bach sakte hai aap ... lekin ghagre ki chapet mein aake bachna mushkil hai

You can be saved after falling from the top of a mountain ... but it's hard to be saved after coming into the grip of a skirt

Hum jaison ke marne pe hazaaron saikadon log kanda dene aayenge ... aur aap jaise bikau police waale ki arthi uthane ke liye chaar log bhaade pe bulane padenge

When people like me die thousands of shoulders will come to lift my bier ... and to lift the bier of venal police officers like you we'll have to hire four people

Aasunyon se keh do ab aankhon se behna chhod de ... in labon se keh do ab khamosh rehna chhod de ... apni chingari ki loh ko jalao doston ... dil mein joh barood hai usse jalao doston

Tell the tears to stop flowing from the eyes ... tell the lips to stop being quiet ... ignite the spark in you my friends ... burn the gunpowder that is there in your heart my friends

Ek masoom aadmi neta ke liye apni jaan dene ko tayaar hota hai ... lekin azaadi ke baad aaj tak kya kisi neta ne apne ek aam aadmi ke liye jaan di hai?

An innocent person is willing to give his life for a politician ... but since independence till today has ever a politician given his life for an innocent person?

Aasunyon se keh do ab aankhon se behna chhod de ... in labon se keh do ab khamosh rehna chhod de ... apni chingari ki loh ko jalao doston ... dil mein joh barood hai usse jalao doston

Tell the tears to stop flowing from the eyes ... tell the lips to stop being quiet ... ignite the spark in you my friends ... burn the gunpowder that is there in your heart my friends

Jin logon ko sar uthakar jeene ki aadat hoti hai ... unhe kabhi kabhi bhagwan ke darbar mein sar jhuka lena chahiye

Those who have the habit of living with their head held high ... they should sometimes bow their head down in god's court

Pahad ki choti se girke bach sakte hai aap ... lekin ghagre ki chapet mein aake bachna mushkil hai

You can be saved after falling from the top of a mountain ... but it's hard to be saved after coming into the grip of a skirt

Nanga aadmi aur dhakki hui lal batti ... inki izzat nahi hoti

A naked person and a concealed red light ... they both don't get any respect

Na Sikh, na Isai, na Hindu, na Musalman ... sirf insaan

Not a Sikh, not a Christian, not a Hindu, not a Muslim ... I'm just a human

Ghodi jab race mein daudti hai na toh beech raaste mein nahi rukti ... manzil tak daudti hai ... chahe phir woh race jeete ya hare

When a mare runs in a race then she doesn't stop in the middle ... she runs till the end ... no matter if she wins or loses the race

Ghodi jab race mein daudti hai na toh beech raaste mein nahi rukti ... manzil tak daudti hai ... chahe phir woh race jeete ya hare

When a mare runs in a race then she doesn't stop in the middle ... she runs till the end ... no matter if she wins or loses the race

Hum jaison ke marne pe hazaaron saikadon log kanda dene aayenge ... aur aap jaise bikau police waale ki arthi uthane ke liye chaar log bhaade pe bulane padenge

When people like me die thousands of shoulders will come to lift my bier ... and to lift the bier of venal police officers like you we'll have to hire four people

Rajneeti note chaapne ki machine hai

Politics is a machine to print money