Oh! I am an Indian beggar!
Are you not proud of me?

The traffic of the roads!
The lamp of the streets!

Come to sidewalk, my plush villa,
And stay here for one or two minutes!
You will feel blessed!
The most comfortable home!

Taste  crispy bread,
My sumptuous and favourite dish,
And I am sure,
You will say;

This is a good piece!

At night I will offer you
The timber, my holstered couch to sleep,
And your exhaustion will die forever!

Pavement is my address
And it is valid for all seasons
For I am an Indian beggar,
Your brother, younger or elder!
Are you not proud of me?