English translation:

Signs of victory are ever hoisted with flags
One must aim first with the pen, and later with the sword
There are four ways in which a person functions
With interest, love, greed and force
Try to learn to live with God's grace
Just learn to thank God for his blessings
There are those who survive in alien lands
Even they use the bowl's edge as a knife to cut the vegetables
Those who buy corn cobs from the street know not;
How patient are the farmers of my land
They watch the corn growth day by day
As they toil hard in sun-scorched fields
God gives one or another talent to everyone
Don't make mockery of innocent people
If you are horse, be proud on your fast speed only;
You cannot pull as much as does a bull
Caution them but they will still take a swig evening time
Even they are not drunk, they are tipsy
The lovers of liqour will somehow get it
With egg, onion, soda, cold drink.
The heart has to be hardened like stone
'Sartaaj' has to sing even admist sorrows
How will they achieve their aim
Those who have given up midway 'cause of a thorn in the foot