Phool khilte hai, bahaaro ka samaa hota hai ... aaise mausam mein hi toh pyar jawan hota hai ... dil ki baaton ko hooton se nahi kehte ... yeh fasaana toh nighahon se bayaan hota hai

Flowers blossom, it is the season of spring ... and it is in this weather that love grows ... the words of the heart are not said by the lips ... infact this story is said by the eyes

Ek baar zabaan dene ke baad agar kal ko kuch ho gaya na ... toh main teri zabaan kheench loonga ... phir tu kisiko jaan toh de payega, lekin zabaan nahi de payega

If something happens tomorrow after you promise ... then I will snatch your tongue ... and then you will be able to give your life to someone, but not your promise

Dawa bhi kaam na aaye, koi dua na lage ... mere khuda kisiko pyar ki hawa na lage

No medicine will work and no prayers will work ... my Lord no one should get in the air of love

Main apne mulk ko apna ghar samajhta hoon

I consider my country as my home

Kuch hosh nahi rehta, kuch dhayan nahi rehta ... insaan mohabbat mein insaan nahi rehta

There is no consciousness, there is no attention ... a human is not a human when in love

Aapke mehmaan hai toh hum inke kadardaan hai

If he is your guest then I am his appreciator

Hamare ghav bahut gehre hai ... woh itni aasani se nahin bharne waale

My wounds are very deep ... they will not heal this easily

Main apne mulk ko apna ghar samajhta hoon

I consider my country as my home

Phir kabhi kisi Salim se mat kehna ... yeh mulk uska ghar nahi

Never say to any Salim again ... that this country is not his home

Milte hi nazarein dil milaya nahi jaata ... aagaaz ko anjaam banaya nahi jaata

Hearts should not connect when the eyes connect ... and the start should never be made the end

Dawa bhi kaam na aaye, koi dua na lage ... mere khuda kisiko pyar ki hawa na lage

No medicine will work and no prayers will work ... my Lord no one should get in the air of love

Arre janaab, aaj kal toh music companyon ko ghazal ki dhun bhi disco jaisi chahiye

Sir, the music companies today want even the tune of a poem to be just like disco

Hamare ghav bahut gehre hai ... woh itni aasani se nahin bharne waale

My wounds are very deep ... they will not heal this easily

Phool khilte hai, bahaaro ka samaa hota hai ... aaise mausam mein hi toh pyar jawan hota hai ... dil ki baaton ko hooton se nahi kehte ... yeh fasaana toh nighahon se bayaan hota hai

Flowers blossom, it is the season of spring ... and it is in this weather that love grows ... the words of the heart are not said by the lips ... infact this story is said by the eyes

Tum jaise log dushman hote hain sari insaaniyat ke

People like you are enemies of entire humanity

Kuch hosh nahi rehta, kuch dhayan nahi rehta ... insaan mohabbat mein insaan nahi rehta

There is no consciousness, there is no attention ... a human is not a human when in love

Milte hi nazarein dil milaya nahi jaata ... aagaaz ko anjaam banaya nahi jaata

Hearts should not connect when the eyes connect ... and the start should never be made the end

Phool khilte hai, bahaaro ka samaa hota hai ... aaise mausam mein hi toh pyar jawan hota hai ... dil ki baaton ko hooton se nahi kehte ... yeh fasaana toh nighahon se bayaan hota hai

Flowers blossom, it is the season of spring ... and it is in this weather that love grows ... the words of the heart are not said by the lips ... infact this story is said by the eyes

Phir kabhi kisi Salim se mat kehna ... yeh mulk uska ghar nahi

Never say to any Salim again ... that this country is not his home

Arre janaab, aaj kal toh music companyon ko ghazal ki dhun bhi disco jaisi chahiye

Sir, the music companies today want even the tune of a poem to be just like disco