Joh kali dulhan bani hai woh chaman ki jaan hai ... par dahej joh kuch mila hai, jung ka samaan hai ... aap meri toop hai aur sasur captaan

The flower who has become a bride is the life of the garden ... but whatever I've got in dowry, is stuff of war ... you are my tank and my father-in-law is our captain

Haya se sar jhuka lena, ada se muskura dena ... haseeno ko bhi kitna sehal hai, bijli gira dena

Bowing down your head in shyness, smiling with style ... it's so easy for beauties, to shock someone

Gulshan parast hoon mujhe gul hi nahi aziz ... kaanto se bhi nibah kiye ja raha hoon main

I worship the garden and I not only like the flowers ... but I'm even carrying on with the thorns

Joh kali dulhan bani hai woh chaman ki jaan hai ... par dahej joh kuch mila hai, jung ka samaan hai ... aap meri toop hai aur sasur captaan

The flower who has become a bride is the life of the garden ... but whatever I've got in dowry, is stuff of war ... you are my tank and my father-in-law is our captain

Chup nahi sakti chupane se mohabbat ki nazar ... chahane waale bhi rakhte hai qayamat ki nazar

The sight of love cannot be hidden even if you try to hide it ... and people in love can see till the end

Jee haan baza huzoor kiye ja raha hoon main ... aur maska laga lagake jeeye ja raha hoon main

I have been saying your majesty ... and I'm living by being obsequious

Haya se sar jhuka lena, ada se muskura dena ... haseeno ko bhi kitna sehal hai, bijli gira dena

Bowing down your head in shyness, smiling with style ... it's so easy for beauties, to shock someone

Khilte hai gul yahan khilke bhikharne ko ... milte hai dil yahan milke bichadne ko

Flowers blossom here and they blossom to shatter ... hearts meet here and they meet to separate

Chup nahi sakti chupane se mohabbat ki nazar ... chahane waale bhi rakhte hai qayamat ki nazar

The sight of love cannot be hidden even if you try to hide it ... and people in love can see till the end

Zara si der ho jayegi toh kya hoga ... ghadi ghadi na uthao nazar, ghadi ki taraf

What will happen if it gets a little late ... don't keep looking at the watch again and again

Khilte hai gul yahan khilke bhikharne ko ... milte hai dil yahan milke bichadne ko

Flowers blossom here and they blossom to shatter ... hearts meet here and they meet to separate

Gulshan parast hoon mujhe gul hi nahi aziz ... kaanto se bhi nibah kiye ja raha hoon main

I worship the garden and I not only like the flowers ... but I'm even carrying on with the thorns

Chaman mein ikhtalat-e-rangboo se baat banti hai ... hum hi hum hai toh kya hum hai ... tum hi tum ho toh kya tum ho

A garden looks good with colour and fragrance both ... what am I if I am all by myself ... what are you if you are all by yourself

Hawa badal gayi hai aaisi kuch zamaane ki ... duayen maangta hoon hosh mein aane ki

The winds of the world have changed such that ... I keep praying so that I can come back to my senses

Joh kali dulhan bani hai woh chaman ki jaan hai ... par dahej joh kuch mila hai, jung ka samaan hai ... aap meri toop hai aur sasur captaan

The flower who has become a bride is the life of the garden ... but whatever I've got in dowry, is stuff of war ... you are my tank and my father-in-law is our captain

Jee haan baza huzoor kiye ja raha hoon main ... aur maska laga lagake jeeye ja raha hoon main

I have been saying your majesty ... and I'm living by being obsequious

Chaman mein ikhtalat-e-rangboo se baat banti hai ... hum hi hum hai toh kya hum hai ... tum hi tum ho toh kya tum ho

A garden looks good with colour and fragrance both ... what am I if I am all by myself ... what are you if you are all by yourself

Zara si der ho jayegi toh kya hoga ... ghadi ghadi na uthao nazar, ghadi ki taraf

What will happen if it gets a little late ... don't keep looking at the watch again and again

Khilte hai gul yahan khilke bhikharne ko ... milte hai dil yahan milke bichadne ko

Flowers blossom here and they blossom to shatter ... hearts meet here and they meet to separate

Lajja hi stri ke mann ka darpan hota hai

Shyness is the reflection of a woman's heart