Holi is of loafers, revellers and ramblers.
All giving a break dance.
Holi hai,
Shouting out of joy and delight
And smiles bursting out on the lips.
But with daru and bhang, spoil you not the mood
Of joy and free mixing
Without any inhibition.
Play you not with the dirt of the drains,
Over drinking you lie you not fallen on the roads,
Spoil you not the mood of colour and joy.
Friends, smile you, smile I, Holi hai,
Burra mat mano Holi hai,
Hee, hee, laugh you, laugh I.
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