Shivaya

I would weigh your beauty against pure diamonds,

As much as your heart weighs, my fair lady.

This young man speaks sweetly even to his enemies,

So you, my darling, are the [Jatt: a member of the land-owning agricultural community known for pride and lifestyle]’s true love.

See, among all the famous Khans in Bollywood,

The [Sardar: a titled Sikh man, often used to denote leadership and royalty] stands out prominently.

This young man speaks sweetly even to his enemies,

So you, my darling, are the [Jatt]’s true love.

I am your protector, and the Lord protects [yours truly],

The moment I utter His name, I am uplifted.

This young man speaks sweetly even to his enemies,

So you, my darling, are the [Jatt]’s true love.

A Rolex on the wrist and a [Pagg: the traditional Sikh turban] with sharp folds you see,

Look closely, and you’ll see the fire within this young man.

A sweet [Jatt], I don’t swallow bitter pills of disrespect, [Jattiye: Female of the Jatt community].

High thinking, but my heart remains humble and grounded, [Jattiye].

A caravan of maidens follows behind me,

I wave to them through the car window as I pass.

This young man speaks sweetly even to his enemies,

So you, my darling, are the [Jatt]’s true love.

The net on my chest is worth four million,

And eighty thousand hangs around my neck, my fair lady.

This young man speaks sweetly even to his enemies,

So you, my darling, are the [Jatt]’s true love.

Oh, let me tell you since we’ve started talking,

The story of my success is a long and storied one.

See the height of success reached by the son of Kaur Singh,

See the [Madak: stately pride] of Singh captured in a wax statue.

I don’t know what the future holds for this [Jatt],

But for now, life is running smooth and easy.

This young man speaks sweetly even to his enemies,

So you, my darling, are the [Jatt]’s true love.

Listen, these are horses meant for the long race,

The ones that I am currently riding.

This young man speaks sweetly even to his enemies,

So you, my darling, are the [Jatt]’s true love.

Oh, I’ve gained so much experience and learned my lessons,

The world is laid out below me while I am settled at the top.

The game has changed, but this [Jatt] remains the same,

Just search for the name of the one from Dosanjh Kalan.

Your [Aujla: Self-reference to the song's lyricist, Karan Aujla], yes Aujla,

Is far beyond the reach of most people, my fair lady.

This young man speaks sweetly even to his enemies,

So you, my darling, are the [Jatt]’s true love.

You should call me "my moon" when you address me,

Even if the world calls me a superstar.

This young man speaks sweetly even to his enemies,

So you, my darling, are the [Jatt]’s true love.