Har tawaif dalle se zyada pyar ke shabd se nafrat karti hai

Every prostitute hates the word love more than a pimp

Main apne khoon ke har ek katre ko jalakar uske raste ke diye jalaongi

I will burn every drop of my blood to light the candles on his path

Sar par chhat ho na ho ... paon ke neeche ek zameen ka tudka toh chahiye

No matter if you have a roof on your head or not ... you still need a piece of land under your feet