Destinies change, eras change, dates of countries change, Kings change ... but in this changing world if love stays with someone ... then that person does not change

Love that is scared is not love ... it is debauchery, it is crime

I agree that love destroys life ... but is this less that after you die the world remembers you

Flowers do wither ... but thorns stay over

In this world stay on the side of the lovable ... not of the wealthy

Salim won't let you die ... and I Anarkali won't let you live

I want to see the acceptance of my love in your eyes

My heart is not your India ... on which you can rule

Thorns are not scared about withering

My India is not your heart ... where a girl can become it's Queen

My body is surely wounded ... but my courage is not wounded

Your Highness please don't take my dreams from my eyes ... I will die

Someone is love only has a story where they ... suffer in hiding, sigh and choke to death

The heavy doors of the dungeon open with destinies, not with swords

A crown is not worn on those heads who are scared

A warrior can lose life ... but he cannot lose a promise