Happy 20, Bhuvan's XI!
No rain
No grain,
"Ghanan Ghanan"
But all in vain.
Now, pay or play.
Bhutan's XI decide to save
Their dharti-ambar
By the Gentlemen's game
"Chale Chalo".
Firangi Russell is insane,
Loving is the gori mem.
Meanwhile Gauri "Radha" chhori is in envious flames.
Her beloved "Kanha" is in a love triangle,
Unrequited Lakha's in a haze.
The boys train,
Kachra spins, joins the game.
Nigh is the day,
"O Palanhare" please save!
Scorching sun rays
The English and their ways
Bhutan's XI struggle
In pain and hail
Bhuvan when he's kept his strike
Over the days
Bhuvan's ablaze
And the crowd is amazed
As the ball goes up
Up all the way
Alas it is caught
By the scheming angrez
Oh no!
Oh yes!
It is a six
The paschim is dazed.
Farewell farewell
To the taxing days
Farewell farewell
For here comes the rain
"Ke bhaiyya chhooti lagaan!"
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