Har ek dil yahan ek dil talash karta hai ... wafaa ki, pyar ki manzil talash karta hai ... yahan parwane shama se kareeb hote hai ... haseen nazaron pe shehzaade shaheed hote hai ... yahan dil lene dene ki ada bhi kaatil hai ... yahan ke vaade bahut dil-nasheen hote hai ... joh bekaraar kare woh karaar kehte hai ... is bazar ko Meena Bazar kehte hai

Every heart here is looking for a heart ... it is looking for faithfulness and love ... here lovers are close to their love ... here princes become martyrs for beautiful eyes ... here even the style of giving and taking a heart is brutal ... here the promises are very attractive ... those who make you restless are asking for peace ... this bazar is called Meena Bazar

Hum koi fairy tale mein nahi Delhi mein rehte hai ... yahan rainbows nahi traffic ka dhuan hai ... raat ko aasman mein ek bhi tara saaf-saaf dikhe na ... utna hi bahut hai

We live in Delhi, not in a fairy tale ... here we have smoke from traffic, not rainbows ... even if you see one star in the night clearly ... then that is more than enough

Aaj kal aaise bade sheharo mein jeene ke liye kisi ko jaan se maarne se zyada ... jaan se maarna aana bahut zaroori hai

These days in big cities like this, more than killing someone ... it is more important to know how to kill someone

Doodh pani ka yeh milan, Ganga Jamuna sangam ... agar Allahabad ke baad milega toh yahin milega

The mixture of milk and water, like that of Ganga Jamuna ... you'll get only here after Allahabad

Dilli wale na sab kuch over karte hai, dimaag ki short karke ... do numbri hote hai ... par dosti mein ek numbri hote hai

People of Delhi make you go crazy by doing everything more than needed ... they're big scammers ... but they're the best when it comes to friendship

Delhi jeetne se zyada mushkil hota hai kisi ka dil jeetna

It's more difficult to win over someone's heart rather than winning over Delhi (the government)

Kaisa re baandha prem ka bandhan ... loot liya mera komal tann mann ... jaa ghar jaa tu dekh le darpan ... lagti hai burman ki lotan ... tu mera jogi main teri jogan ... main teri Rati tu mera Madan ... na main jogi na main Madan ... main toh hoon Raampur ka Lakshman

How strong is this bond of love ... it has stolen my soft body and heart ... go home and look at the mirror ... you look totally lost ... you're my love and I'm your lover ... I'm your Rati and you're my Madan ... neither I'm your love nor Madan ... I'm Lakshman from Raampur

India mein woh bahut kuch hai joh America mein nahi ... sirf hum jaison ko dikhta nahi hai

There is a lot in India that you don't have in America ... it's just that people like us aren't able to see it

Bijli giri Musharabad mein aur ghar jala Moradabad mein

There was lightning in Musharabad and the house got burnt in Moradabad

Bambai ki ladki aur Bambai ki barish ... kabhi bhi aayegi, kabhi bhi jayegi

Mumbai girls and Mumbai rains ... they come anytime and they go anytime

Jab shehar ki taqdeer harami ho jaati hai ... tab Kapali jaisa ek haramzada pehda hota hai

When the destiny of a city goes bad ... then a bastard like Kapali is born

France ka fashion aur ladki ka selection ... dono mushkil mein daal deta hai

The fashion of France and the selection of a girl ... both things put you in a difficult situation

Aap hamare dil ke Taj Mahal mein aa sakte hai ... aur uske kisi bhi kone mein khade rehke tasveer khicha sakte hai

You can come inside the Taj Mahal of my heart ... and you can stand in any corner of that and take a picture

America bheja padhne ko ... alien bankar aa gaya

We sent him to America to study ... and he returned as an alien

Log Mumbai ko sapno ka shehar kehte hai ... yahan par har ek ke sapne poore hote hai

People call Mumbai as the city of dreams ... over here everyone's dream gets fulfilled

Joh maza Banaras mein ... woh Paris mein na Far East mein

The enjoyment that you can get in Varanasi ... you won't get that in Paris and neither in the Far East

Zindabad, murdabad ... Hyderabad, Ahmedabad ... aaise mein yeh gareeb toh ho jaaye na barbaad

Long live, down down ... Hyderabad, Ahmedabad ... with these slogans a poor man will get destroyed

Bambai mein kaam kam hota hai hartaalein zyada hoti hai ... kabhi taxi waalon ki hartaal, kabhi bus waalon ki hartaal, kabhi mill waalon ki hartaal ... aur kabhi hartaal ka kaaran na milne par hartaal ko practice karne ki hartaal

In Mumbai less work gets done and more strikes do happen ... sometimes the taxi drivers are on strike, sometimes the bus drivers are on strike, sometimes the mill workers are on strike ... and sometimes when they don't have a reason to strike then they strike to practice for a strike

Log London se degree ke alava aur kabhi kabhi degree ke bajai ... mem lekar aa jaate hai

Along with a degree and sometimes instead of a degree ... people get a white girl from London

Jiska saara shehar dushman ho ... usse dosti karne ka hum mein koi interest nahi

One who has the entire city as his enemy ... I have no interest in befriending him