Along and aloud, sing this verse,
When, predicament drifts you in curse;
Cross your river a barefoot, and feel their earth beneath
The changing face of Nepali Cinema
For the same earth shall, your corpse, bequeath
Be no grass, blossom you must a bloom
Of grass longer may live, yet only flower they put, above your tomb;
And long long after, sing this verse
For demon, or god, may do their worse