The Churiwallah Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Chriwallah, Churiwallah,
Churi, churi,
Glass bangles, glass bangles,
Take you, take you
Bangles,
Glass bangles, glass bangles,
Churis, churis,
Glass bangles
The churiwallah,
Churiwallah
With a cloth bundle
Coming, coming and passing by
The streets,
The churiwallah, churiwallah
With the glass bangles,
Sample glass bangles into the hands
And with the bundle
Coming and passing by
And the rustic women,
Small girls and sisters
Calling, calling him,
Churiwallah, O, Churiwallah,
Come here, come here!