Hum tumhe maarenge, aur zaroor maarenge ... lekin woh bandook bhi hamari hogi, goli bhi hamari hogi aur waqt bhi hamara hoga

I will kill you, and will kill you for sure ... but that gun will be mine, the bullet will be mine and the time will be mine

Seeti toh woh saaz hai joh insaan ke dil se nikalti hai ... aur saason ki taaron se bajhti hai

Whistle is that tune which comes from the heart of a man ... and is played from the strings of his breath

Dosti rishton se nahi ... dil se pehda hoti hai

Friendship is born from the heart ... not from relations

Agar yeh kinaare hamari mohabbat ki Ganga ko rokne ki koshish karenge ... toh phir yeh Ganga bhi bhaad bankar in kinaaro ko todh degi

If these shores try to stop our river Ganga of love ... then this river Ganga will also turn into a flood and will break these shores

Taqat par tameez ki lagaam zaroori hai ... lekin itni nahi ki buzdili ban jaye

The rein of manners is important to be applied on power ... but not so much that it becomes cowardness

Dosti rishton se nahi ... dil se pehda hoti hai

Friendship is born from the heart ... not from relations

Barood phatkar dharti ko cheer sakti hai ... lekin talaab mein khilne waala phool toh khilta hi hai

Gunpowder can explode and tear apart the earth ... but the flower that has to blossom in the lake, will blossom

Haq hamesha sar jhukake nahi ... sar uthake maanga jaata hai

A right is not asked with the head down ... but with the head up

Agar yeh kinaare hamari mohabbat ki Ganga ko rokne ki koshish karenge ... toh phir yeh Ganga bhi bhaad bankar in kinaaro ko todh degi

If these shores try to stop our river Ganga of love ... then this river Ganga will also turn into a flood and will break these shores

Yeh Thakur Rajeshwar Singh, itihaas batata nahi ... itihaas likhta hai ... itihaas banata hai

This Thakur Rajeshwar Singh, does not tell history ... he writes history ... he makes history

Agar prem ka anth hinsa karti hai ... toh hinsa ka vinash bhi sirf prem hi kar sakta hai

If violence brings an end to love ... then only love can bring violence to its end

Jab Rajeshwar dosti nibhata hai, toh afsaane likhe jaate hai ... aur jab dushmani karta hai, toh tarikh ban jaati hai

When Rajeshwar fulfills his friendship, then stories are written ... and when he makes an enemy, they become a past date

Hum tumhe maarenge, aur zaroor maarenge ... lekin woh bandook bhi hamari hogi, goli bhi hamari hogi aur waqt bhi hamara hoga

I will kill you, and will kill you for sure ... but that gun will be mine, the bullet will be mine and the time will be mine

Khaash ke tumne hum mein aawaaz di hoti ... toh hum maut ki neend se uthkar chale aate

If only you had call me ... I would have come even from the sleep of death

Khaash ke tumne hum mein aawaaz di hoti ... toh hum maut ki neend se uthkar chale aate

If only you had call me ... I would have come even from the sleep of death

Hum kab aate hain aur kab jaate hain ... yeh toh taqdeer banane waale ko bhi malum nahi

When do I come and when do I go ... even God doesn't know that

Barood phatkar dharti ko cheer sakti hai ... lekin talaab mein khilne waala phool toh khilta hi hai

Gunpowder can explode and tear apart the earth ... but the flower that has to blossom in the lake, will blossom

Hum kab aate hain aur kab jaate hain ... yeh toh taqdeer banane waale ko bhi malum nahi

When do I come and when do I go ... even God doesn't know that

Rajeshwar zameen par rehkar bhi ... aasmaan mein udhta hai

Staying on the ground ... Rajeshwar flies in the sky

Taqat ke samne mohabbat ke paigambar apni haar maan sakte hai ... mohabbat karne waale nahi

If front of power the prophets of love can accept defeat ... not the people who are in love

Jab Rajeshwar dosti nibhata hai, toh afsaane likhe jaate hai ... aur jab dushmani karta hai, toh tarikh ban jaati hai

When Rajeshwar fulfills his friendship, then stories are written ... and when he makes an enemy, they become a past date

Agar prem ka anth hinsa karti hai ... toh hinsa ka vinash bhi sirf prem hi kar sakta hai

If violence brings an end to love ... then only love can bring violence to its end

Sher ko saanp aur bichoo kaata nahin karte ... door hi door se rhengte hue nikal jaate hai

Snakes and scorpios don't bite a tiger ... they crawl and move from far and far away

Jab Rajeshwar dosti nibhata hai, toh afsaane likhe jaate hai ... aur jab dushmani karta hai, toh tarikh ban jaati hai

When Rajeshwar fulfills his friendship, then stories are written ... and when he makes an enemy, they become a past date

Taqat ke samne mohabbat ke paigambar apni haar maan sakte hai ... mohabbat karne waale nahi

If front of power the prophets of love can accept defeat ... not the people who are in love