Daulat gareebi ki taraf dosti ka haath toh bada sakti hai ... magar usse gale lagate hue hich-kichati hai

Money can brings it's hand forward towards poverty for friendship ... but it hesitates to give it a hug

Mohabbat jisse ek baar gale lagale ... usse juda karte hue maut ke haath bhi kaanp jaate hai

Once love hugs someone ... then even the hands of death shiver to separate them

Husn ki shaan mein ho jaye na kuch gustakhi ... tum chale jao, tumhe dekh ke pyar aata hai

So that I don't become insolent in praising your body ... you should leave, since I feel in love when I see you

Dhobi ki dhulai, darzi ki silai, Roopraja ki padai, us par itni mehangai ... aur sirf do sau ki kamai ... duhai hai duhai

The washing of the washerman, the stichting of the tailor, the studies of Roopraja, on top of that these expenses ... and earnings of just Rs.200 ... it is injustice