O Kailash,
Have you seen
Shiva going,
Shiva going?
Have you,
Have you
A yogi, a sadhaka, a fakira
With a trisula, a kamandala
And into the tiger loin cloth
Wrapped over the half of the body
Mounting you,
Staggering into,
Wandering over
The snowy caps?
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