Jurm ki ret pe chalne waale kabhi kadamon ke nishaan nahi chhodte

Those who walk on the sands of crime don't leave behind the marks of their footsteps

Na main teri tarah kisi ko supari doonga, na hi saboot mittaonga ... balki jis din main tum logon ke naam ke matke phodonga na ... us din is shehar ka bachcha bachcha bolega ... tapka re tapka ... ek aur tapka

Like you I won't pay someone to kill, neither will I erase any proof ... instead the day when I break the pot of your names ... that day every child in the city will say ... someone died ... one more person died

Khaaki rang hai yeh ... aur joh log khaak ko audhna aur bichauna bana lete hai ... woh ya toh khud mitt jaate hai ya doosron mitta dete hai

This is khaaki colour (of a uniform) ... and those who make the uniform as their blanket and sheet ... they either themselves die or they erase others