Sherpa, sherpa with your wide eyes
Looking at the dazzling summit
Will you carry your load and ties?
And be denied climbing permit?
Ask the wind to carry your pack
Learn how to ask with all your might
It shall push you on the swift track
Towards horizons blue and white
Reaching the dome of ether pure
That surrounds Himavati’s house
You shall forget what to endure
And feel like Shri Ganesha’s mouse