Daru in bottle and bottle in daru
And I am tasting,
Tasting not, but taking,
Taking not a bit, but to my full
To fall flat on the ground.
This is, sir, but Indian daru,
No standard,
But intoxication is granted
Whether live I or die,
Ta-ta I am going,
I have fully drunk, bye-bye, sir.
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I would like to translate this poem
the poem is portraying wonderfully how Indian daru's intoxication works... enjoyed it. thank you