Dharti par pedh ughe toh sab usse dharti maa kehke uski puja karte hai ... tab yeh koi jaanne ki koshish nahi karta ki iska beej kahan se aaya ... lekin aurat ke bache ko uske baap ke naam se hi jaana jaata hai is duniya mein

If a tree grows on earth then everyone worships it like a goddess ... at that point no one cares to find out from where did the seed come from ... but in this world a woman's child is only known by his father's name

Bhook lagegi toh aam ke pedh ke upar chadkar aamiya kha lenge ... pyaas lagi toh kuaan se pani pee lenge ... neend lagi toh peepal ke pedh ke neeche soo lenge ... aur aapka yaad aaya toh chup-chap akele mein ro lenge

If I feel hungry then I'll climb on a mango tree and eat mangoes ... if I feel thirsty then I'll drink water from the well ... if I feel sleepy then I'll sleep under the fig tree ... and if I miss you then I'll cry when I'm alone

Na gul-e-naghma hoon na parda-e-saaz ... main hoon apne shikast ki awaaz

I'm not a lyrical flower and neither a veil for a musical instrument ... I'm the sound of my defeat

Phool kitne bhi khoobsurat ho ... unhe murjhana hi padta hai

No matter how beautiful a flower is ... it has to wither

Rishton ke phoolon ko baandne se hi guldasta banta hai

A bouquet is formed by tying the flowers of relationships

Roses are red, violets are blue ... lovers like me are very few

Roses are red, violets are blue ... lovers like me are very few

Koi hawa toh chale, koi patta toh hile ... kaun hai apna kuch pata toh chale

Some wind should blow, some leaves should move ... we must know who are our dear ones

Hawa tezz ho toh stir vriksha bhi hilta hai ... yahan joh sarva sreshta hai, wohi tikta hai

If the wind is strong then even a stable tree can shake ... and here the one who is the best, only he survives

Bheek maange se aadmi zaleel aur zaar hota hai ... aur nikal jaye jis phool se khushbo, woh phool bekaar hota hai

By begging a person becomes humiliated and shameful ... and the flower which has lost its fragrance, that flower is useless

Neem ke paan kadve hai ... Pavan Babu bhadave hai

The leaves of the Neem tree are bitter ... Pavan Babu is a pimp

Makkari ki mitti se janam lene waale gaddari ke paude

You traitorous plant born from the mud of deceitfulness

Pushpa naam sunke flower samjhe kya ... fire nahi, wildfire hai

You thought that I'm a flower hearing my name Pushpa ... I'm not fire, I'm wildfire

Main bahut ajeeb hoon ... phal nahi milta hai toh pedh kaat deta hoon ... aur pedh nahi mila toh jadh kaat deta hoon

I've very strange ... I cut the tree if I don't get fruits from it ... and I cut the roots if don't get a tree from it

Dard ka ehsaas jinhe hota hai ro sakte hai ... gair ke ashq bhi daaman ko bhigo sakte hai ... neend aati nahi phoolon pe akalmandon ko ... prem deewane toh kaanton pe bhi soo sakte hai

Those who feel the pain can cry ... even teardrops of a stranger can moisten us ... smart people can't sleep on flowers ... crazy lovers can even sleep on thorns

Bhagwan ne kitni achchi tarah tumko sajakar is duniya mein behja hai ... aankhen jaise jheel mein khile hue do kamal ... dekhti hai toh aakash mein indradhanush khil uthte hai ... sharamati hai toh kaliyon ka sar jhuk jaata hai

God has decorated you so well and sent you in this world ... your eyes are like two blossomed lotus flowers in a lake ... when they see then rainbows are formed in the sky ... and when they feel shy then flowers bow their head down

Ek ladki jab saari bandkar, gale mein phoolon ka haar dalkar, ladke ke saath apna pallu bandkar agni ke saat phere leti hai ... toh woh phere uski zindagi ko phira dalte hai

When a girl wears a saari, puts a flower garland in her neck, ties her scarf to a guys dress and takes 7 rounds around the holy fire ... then those rounds spin her world around

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

Kali dekhi thi, ab gulzar hai tu ... churi dekhi thi, ab talwar hai tu

I saw you as a flower bud, but now you're a flower garden .. I saw you as a knife, but now you're a sword

Bhool jao sab taaron ko, phoolon ko, bahaaron ko, aur yaad karo pehla chumban joh aag bhi tha aur sheetal bhi ... ab toh bas tum ho, roop tera, yowan tera, masti teri ... ab toh bas meri saansein hai teri palkon ko sek rahi ... bas do shareer ho jaye ek, dil itni baat manata hai ... is beautiful manzar ke aage kiska bas chal pata hai

Forget all the stars, the flowers, the spring season, and remember the first kiss which was fire and calm as well ... now it's just you, your appearance, your youth, your fun ... now it's just my breathes that are warming your eyelids ... the heart only tries to convince that the two bodies should become one ... no one has control in front of this scene

Pyar ki seema sirf issi duniya tak nahi ... pyar toh bhavnaon ka ek aaisa phool hai ... joh ek janam se doosre janam aur phir janam janam tak mahekta rehta hai

Love is not just limited to this world ... love is a flower of emotions ... which provides it's fragrance from one life to another and then for eternity