Bambai mein kaam kam hota hai hartaalein zyada hoti hai ... kabhi taxi waalon ki hartaal, kabhi bus waalon ki hartaal, kabhi mill waalon ki hartaal ... aur kabhi hartaal ka kaaran na milne par hartaal ko practice karne ki hartaal

In Mumbai less work gets done and more strikes do happen ... sometimes the taxi drivers are on strike, sometimes the bus drivers are on strike, sometimes the mill workers are on strike ... and sometimes when they don't have a reason to strike then they strike to practice for a strike

Ladki hai ya naram naram double roti ... isko dekhte hi mohabbat ke pet mein bhook lag jaati hai

Is she a girl or a soft bread ... after seeing her, I'm feeling hungry in the stomach of love

Bus mein tel jalta hai aur taange mein janavar ka khoon jalta hai

In a bus oil burns and in a horse cart the blood of the animal burns

Pyar ki shuruvat hai rota hai kya ... aage aage dekhiye hota hai kya

Why are you crying, this is just the start of love ... you'll see what's going to happen ahead

Lambe lambe baal Bengal ke, sudol jism UP ka, gora rang Kashmir ka, kali kali aankhen Madras ki ... aaisa lagta hai jaisa pura Hindustan ek hi soorat mein sama gaya ho

She has long hair from Bengal, beautiful body from UP (Uttar Pradesh), fair colour from Kashmir, black eyes from Madras ... it looks like the whole of India is collected in one person

Utho, muqabla karo aur jeeto ... jeetne ke liye tumhe na kisi ijazat ki zaroorat hai, na kisi sifarish ki

Get up, fight it and win ... to win you don't need anyone's permission, nor anyone's recommendation

Sapne poore karna chahte ho toh jaagna seekho

If you want to fulfill your dreams then learn to stay awake

Mohabbat mein chirag-e-gul zamane ki hawa thandi ... chahe jitni bhi aag jale ishq ki, hawa thandi ki thandi

In love the air flowing in the world of lightened flowers is cold ... no matter how much fire burns of romance, the air is still cold

Tan dubla dubla, baal bikhare bikhare, aankhon ke neeche kaalik ... tumhari yeh haalat kisne ki balak?

You're looking weak, your hair is not made, there are black spots beneath your eyes ... who has made this condition of yours my child?