Chandalika, Chandalika,
Who calls you a girl
Untouchable,
Untouchable and defiled,
You give,
Give me the water to drink,
I want to drink from your hands.
Chandalika, Chandalika,
You are not fallen and degraded,
Maybe it that something of yours
Does not suit me,
But you are not, not Ashprishya, Untouchable,
But touchable, touchable,
O my love!
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I would like to translate this poem
who is untouchable? all creatures are one and the same, my dear poet . one soul. form of body differs only.