Brother, take you not daru,
Indian daru,
Said I
And he started taking more,
Taking
Daru,
Indian daru
Unmindful of,
Taking to not my words
Which but heard he not.
Bhaiyya, daru mat piyo,
Daru pina buri bat hain.
Brother, said I,
Take you not daru,
It is bad to drink,
Which but heard he not,
Took to not the words of my counsel,
A drinker he,
A drunkard in the making.
Now keeps he staggering,
A daruman
He on the roads
Of life,
Going and going
And loitering,
Coming not back to
Under the open skies.
A daruman he
With the bottles of daru,
Indian daru,
Local liquor,
Indian daru, not videshi daru,
Indian daru, not foreign daru.
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