Since I live in a foreign place in Maratha br A primordially new dialect br Moulds to us br Even to our tongues br Flourishes Maratha Pungent br Even our blooming too br Rings out Vidarbha Veenas br br Only whenever in a mass br Foreigner Ants come face to face br And sing in a whispering crescendo br Their mother-tongue, the songsbr br CHOUDHURI SUKUMARbr br