Kunwari ladki ek patang ki tarah hoti hai ... joh shaadi se pehle apni marzi se khuli hawa mein idhar udhar udhti phirti hai ... lekin phir kismat ki patang se pech ladta hai ... aur woh katkar apne pati ki aangan mein aa girti hai

An unmarried girl is like a kite ... who before marriage flies here and there as she wishes in the open air ... but then she battles with the kite of destiny ... and then she gets cut off and falls into the courtyard of her husband

Chaand suraj apni jagah se hat sakte hai ... lekin Thakur apne vaade se nahi palat sakta

The moon and the sun can move from their place ... but a Thakur can never change from his promise

Ladki ki maang tab khoobsurat hoti hai ... jab uska pati us mein sindoor bhar deta hai

The hair parting of a girl looks good ... when her husband fills vermilion in it

Pyar ek aaisi khushboo hai joh chupaye nahi chupti

Love is a fragrance that cannot be hidden even if you want to

Karele jaisi soorat aur jalebi ke sapne

Your face is like bitter melon and you dream for sweets