Our heaven on Earth, Nepal, our Pride,
Our domicile of God is free as infinite
As the sun’s portentous rays leading far and wide
Its celestial balm to all alike!
Earth has, believe me, so little to show fairer
Than this, our facsimile, inimitable paradise;
Illustrious as far as Milton’s ranging rhymes,
Even to the Goddess it did add such delight
As manna slipped from the skirt of heaven
To eternalize our Earth, an inward and an outward sign,
Adding celestial sublime here to shine more
Than twilight on Earth, where Everest, ours, is
Heaven’s stairwell for all Nepalese tribes alive!
All Hail, holy land, clear offspring of heaven,
From heaven not far off, yes, in precincts of light
Where even Gods with Goddesses dance
Hand-in-hand, from birthing dusk till dawn,
Eyes, theirs and ours, uplifted in amazing pride.