Ek vidhva stree us maumbatti ki tarah hoti hai jis mein dhaga nahi hota ... aur aaisi maumbatti aag se pighal toh sakti hai lekin jal nahi sakti

A widow is like a candle that doesn't have a wick ... and such a candle can melt but it cannot burn

Reghistan chahe kitna hi bada ho ... usse zyada vazan us mutthi bhar mitti ka hota hai ... jisne kisi paudhe ko janam diya ho

No matter how big a desert is ... it weighs less than a handful of mud ... that has given birth to a plant

Aurat chahe maa ho, behen ho ya beti ho ... uske bhagya mein rona hi likha hai ... woh chahe bhagwan ko bhi janam de ... uske naseeb mein aasoon hi aasoon hai

Whether a woman is a mother, a sister or a daughter ... crying is written in her destiny ... and even if she gives birth to god ... she still will have tears in her fate

Mere liye tum aaise badal ho ... main ek din pyar se mar jaongi, lekin tum mere pyar ke aangan mein kabhi nahi barsoge

For me you are such a cloud ... that one day I'll die from love, but still you won't pour the rain in the backyard of my love

Mere liye tum aaise badal ho ... main ek din pyar se mar jaongi, lekin tum mere pyar ke aangan mein kabhi nahi barsoge

For me you are such a cloud ... that one day I'll die from love, but still you won't pour the rain in the backyard of my love

Zalim aakhir bahut kangaal hote hai ... woh maut ke alava aur kuch nahi de sakte

Oppressors are very poor ... they can't give anything other than death

Reghistan chahe kitna hi bada ho ... usse zyada vazan us mutthi bhar mitti ka hota hai ... jisne kisi paudhe ko janam diya ho

No matter how big a desert is ... it weighs less than a handful of mud ... that has given birth to a plant

Zameen aur asmaan ki mulaqat ko log nazar ka dokha kehte hai

People call the meeting of the ground and the sky as deception of the eye

Zalim aakhir bahut kangaal hote hai ... woh maut ke alava aur kuch nahi de sakte

Oppressors are very poor ... they can't give anything other than death

Ek aurat jab tak maa nahi banti ... woh adhoori rehti hai

Until a woman becomes a mother ... she remains incomplete

Kalakar sirf taarif ka bhooka hota hai ... paise ka nahi

A performer is only hungry of appreciation ... not of money

Ek aurat jab tak maa nahi banti ... woh adhoori rehti hai

Until a woman becomes a mother ... she remains incomplete

Aurat chahe maa ho, behen ho ya beti ho ... uske bhagya mein rona hi likha hai ... woh chahe bhagwan ko bhi janam de ... uske naseeb mein aasoon hi aasoon hai

Whether a woman is a mother, a sister or a daughter ... crying is written in her destiny ... and even if she gives birth to god ... she still will have tears in her fate

Main ek kalakar hoon ... makkar nahi

I am a performer ... not a slicker

Kalakar sirf taarif ka bhooka hota hai ... paise ka nahi

A performer is only hungry of appreciation ... not of money

Ek vidhva stree us maumbatti ki tarah hoti hai jis mein dhaga nahi hota ... aur aaisi maumbatti aag se pighal toh sakti hai lekin jal nahi sakti

A widow is like a candle that doesn't have a wick ... and such a candle can melt but it cannot burn

Aurat chahe maa ho, behen ho ya beti ho ... uske bhagya mein rona hi likha hai ... woh chahe bhagwan ko bhi janam de ... uske naseeb mein aasoon hi aasoon hai

Whether a woman is a mother, a sister or a daughter ... crying is written in her destiny ... and even if she gives birth to god ... she still will have tears in her fate