Jab koi khoobsurat ghatna ghat'ti hai toh rooh bahar nikalke aa jaati hai ... aankhon mein

When a beautiful event occurs, then the soul comes out ... into the eyes

Bhole ka damru toh trilok sunte hai ... janam se pehle hum apni mrityu khud hi chunte hai

The sound of God's drum is heard across all three worlds ... and before birth itself, we choose our own death

Baghavat ka sirf khayal acha hota hai ... ache achon ko todh deta hai

The thought of rebelling feels good ... but it breaks down even the great ones

Nahin hoga yeh sangam, phir chahe pralay kyun na aaye

This union will not happen, even if it brings about the end of the world

Humein poora yakeen hai aap humein gehri musibat mein dalengi

I am absolutely certain that you will put me into deep trouble

Pee leete hai zehar vaadi ki sari nafraton ka ... kuch moorkhon ko jhelte hai ... Shankar Shankar khelte hai

Let's drink the poison of the valley's hatred ... let's tolerate some fools ... and let's play the game of reciting Lord Shiva