Peeth par maara hai ... ab seene par khaoge

You've hit me on the back ... now you will face it on the chest

Mard ko dard nahi hota

Real man doesn't feel any pain

Hamare liye toh har maa apni maa hoti hai

For me every mother is my own mother

Hamare liye toh har maa apni maa hoti hai

For me every mother is my own mother

Dahej dimak hoti hai ... ghar mein basne se pehle hi ghar ko khokla kar deti hai

Dowry is a termite ... it hollows the house even before settling in the house

Dahej dimak hoti hai ... ghar mein basne se pehle hi ghar ko khokla kar deti hai

Dowry is a termite ... it hollows the house even before settling in the house

Meri zindagi aur maut par toh hukumat kar sakte hai aap ... lekin mere dil par nahi

You can rule over my life and death ... but not over my heart

Koyle ki dalaali mein haath kaale ho jate hai ... magar kaala dhanda karne waalon ke toh mooh bhi kaale ho jate hai

Hands do get black in the brokerage of coal ... but people who do black business, even their faces becomes black

Mere sar par jab tak mere maa baap ka aashirwad hai ... lohe ki talwar toh kya ... aasman se girne waali bijliyan bhi mera kuch nahi bighad sakti

Until I have the blessings of my parents on me ... forget an iron sword ... even the lighting that falls from the sky can't do anything to me

Jiske seene mein doosro ke liye dard hota hai ... asal mein wahi mard hota hai

One who has pain in the chest for others ... in reality he is a true man

Mere sar par jab tak mere maa baap ka aashirwad hai ... lohe ki talwar toh kya ... aasman se girne waali bijliyan bhi mera kuch nahi bighad sakti

Until I have the blessings of my parents on me ... forget an iron sword ... even the lighting that falls from the sky can't do anything to me

Koyle ki dalaali mein haath kaale ho jate hai ... magar kaala dhanda karne waalon ke toh mooh bhi kaale ho jate hai

Hands do get black in the brokerage of coal ... but people who do black business, even their faces becomes black

Aaj pehli baar pata chala ki ... sabhi goron ka dil kaala nahi hota

Today I came to know for the first time that ... not all whites have a black heart

Yeh namak ... namak haraamo ke zakhmo ko jalata hoga ... namak halaalo ke nahi

This salt ... burns the wounds of treacherous people ... not of faithful people

Naukar kitna hi bada kyun na ho jaye ... uska sar ... maalik ke jooton se upar nahi uth sakta

No matter how big a servant becomes ... his head ... can never rise above his bosses shoes

Mard ko dard nahi hota

Real man doesn't feel any pain

Dahej dimak hoti hai ... ghar mein basne se pehle hi ghar ko khokla kar deti hai

Dowry is a termite ... it hollows the house even before settling in the house

Jiske seene mein doosro ke liye dard hota hai ... asal mein wahi mard hota hai

One who has pain in the chest for others ... in reality he is a true man

Upar waala bhookha jagata zaroor hai ... lekin bhookha sulata nahi

God wakes us up hungry ... but he doesn't make us sleep hungry

Aap logon ke dilon ko toh chukar dekh liya ... ab pairon ko bhi chu lene dijiye

I have felt the heart of you people ... now let me touch your feet

Upar waala bhookha jagata zaroor hai ... lekin bhookha sulata nahi

God wakes us up hungry ... but he doesn't make us sleep hungry

Meri zindagi aur maut par toh hukumat kar sakte hai aap ... lekin mere dil par nahi

You can rule over my life and death ... but not over my heart

Meri zindagi aur maut par toh hukumat kar sakte hai aap ... lekin mere dil par nahi

You can rule over my life and death ... but not over my heart

Main ghulam mulk mein pehda zaroor hua hoon ... lekin mere dil ne ghulami na kabhi kubool ki hai aur na kabhi karega

I am definitely born in a slave country ... but my heart has never accepted slavery and never will

Zakhmi dil chain nahi paate ... jala karte hai

Wounded hearts can never get peace ... they keep burning