Koi hawa toh chale, koi patta toh hile ... kaun hai apna kuch pata toh chale

Some wind should blow, some leaves should move ... we must know who are our dear ones

Kamal keechad mein rehta hai ... lekin chadaya bhagwan ke charano mein hi jaata hai

A lotus flower lives in the mud ... but it's still presented at the feet of god

Politics mein itna keechad hai ki us mein kamal nahi khilte ... sirf keede rhengte hai

There's so much mud in politics that a lotus flower can't grow there ... only insects can crawl there

Jis daali pe maine nazar daali, woh daali kisi ne kaat daali

The branch that I had set my eyes on, someone happened to cut that branch

Bharatmata ki azaadi ki raah mein khaye huye zakhm ... zakhm nahi hai ... phoolon ke haar hai

The wounds received in the path of India's independence ... are not wounds ... they are a garland of flowers

Dard ka ehsaas jinhe hota hai ro sakte hai ... gair ke ashq bhi daaman ko bhigo sakte hai ... neend aati nahi phoolon pe akalmandon ko ... prem deewane toh kaanton pe bhi soo sakte hai

Those who feel the pain can cry ... even teardrops of a stranger can moisten us ... smart people can't sleep on flowers ... crazy lovers can even sleep on thorns

Log phoolon ki khushboo ko bhool jaate hai lekin kaanton ki chuban ko nahi bhoolte

People can forget the fragrance from a flower but they can't forget the sting from thorns

Din ke waqt toh phool achche lagte hi hai ... magar chandni mein dekhiye toh yun lagta hai ... jaise nanne nanne shokh farishtey door ke dariya mein tairte phir rahe ho

Flowers do look good during the day ... but when you see them in the moonlight then it feels like ... small lively angels are swimming in a distant river

Ek ladki jab saari bandkar, gale mein phoolon ka haar dalkar, ladke ke saath apna pallu bandkar agni ke saat phere leti hai ... toh woh phere uski zindagi ko phira dalte hai

When a girl wears a saari, puts a flower garland in her neck, ties her scarf to a guys dress and takes 7 rounds around the holy fire ... then those rounds spin her world around

Bhool jao sab taaron ko, phoolon ko, bahaaron ko, aur yaad karo pehla chumban joh aag bhi tha aur sheetal bhi ... ab toh bas tum ho, roop tera, yowan tera, masti teri ... ab toh bas meri saansein hai teri palkon ko sek rahi ... bas do shareer ho jaye ek, dil itni baat manata hai ... is beautiful manzar ke aage kiska bas chal pata hai

Forget all the stars, the flowers, the spring season, and remember the first kiss which was fire and calm as well ... now it's just you, your appearance, your youth, your fun ... now it's just my breathes that are warming your eyelids ... the heart only tries to convince that the two bodies should become one ... no one has control in front of this scene

Har roz lakhon hazaron phool khilte hai ... magar koi bhi phool apni marzi se kisi ke arthi par chadne ke liye nahi khilta

Everyday hundreds and thousands of flowers blossom ... but no flower blossoms to be placed on a bier at it's own wish

Kamal ka ghar keechad mein hota hai ... lekin keechad mein ghar banana kamal ki khwahish nahi ... majboori hai

The house of a lotus flower is in the mud ... but it's not the wish of the lotus flower to make it's house in the mud ... it's their compulsion

Kaante beejhne waale kaanto par hi chala karte hai ... kaante beejhkar phoolon ki umeed moorkh kiya karte hai

Those who sow thorns walk on thorns itself ... only fools expect flowers after sowing thorns

Yeh joh system hai woh ek aisa pedh hai jiska jadh upar hota hai

The system is a tree that has its roots on the top

Yehi ache aadmi ki nishaani hai ... ke duniya chahe usse kaanton mein dhakel de ... woh wahan bhi phool hi khilata hai

This is the sign of a good man ... even if the world pushes him into an area with thorns ... but still he grows flowers over there

Yeh meri Laila hai ... hum inke Majnu hai ... yeh choli hai toh hum inke daaman hai ... yeh phool hai toh hum aangan hai

She is my Laila ... I'm her Majnu ... if she is a blouse and then I'm her scarf ... if she is a flower then I'm her courtyard

Koi bhi pauda itni jaldi bada nahi hota jitni jaldi ke ladki

No plant can grow as fast as a girl

Zindagi bahut hi khoobsurat hai ... yahan par dhoop bhi hai aur chaon bhi, yahan asha bhi hai aur nirasha bhi, yahan par phool bhi hai aur kaante bhi, yahan par khawab bhi hai aur haqeeqat bhi, yahan dil bhi hai aur dard bhi

Life is very beautiful ... here there is sunshine and shade as well, here there are hopes and disappointment as well, here there are flowers and thorns as well, here there are dreams and reality as well, here there is a heart and pain as well

Chaman mein ikhtalat-e-rangboo se baat banti hai ... hum hi hum hai toh kya hum hai ... tum hi tum ho toh kya tum ho

A garden looks good with colour and fragrance both ... what am I if I am all by myself ... what are you if you are all by yourself

Yeh sirf phool nahi hai ... is gulab mein khushboo se zyada tumhara pyar basa hai

This is not just a flower ... in this flower more than the fragrance, is your love