Into the hands of the poor gypsy girl,
Saw I,
Saw I a beautiful idol,
A beautiful idol of Vinayaka,
Siddhidayak Vinayaka,
Looking beautiful,
Beautiful no doubt,
Into the hands,
The hands of the gypsy girl,
The gypsy girl
Selling the statues,
Clutching along
Going
When I saw them by the roadside
Living in tents
And making so artistic things.
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