Stop the traffic, let us pass
On your cycles, in your cars;
Path to path we sell our wares
Among the sound of silent stares.
"Mangoes, Rupees ten for two"
"Best price madam, just for you"
Never mind what rate it is,
Today that dinner will be his.
Even if its curd and rice,
Whatever he gets for that price;
Will have to do for him and ma
The only meal they've had so far -
Then back again to sell what's left
Though what remains is not the best
"Mangoes, Rupees ten for four"
"just for you, I'll give one more"