Gary Gary

Slippery hail, dripping hailstones.

Caught and melted,

Gary Garya Bhingorya.

Thunderstorms, thunderstorms, lightning flashes.

Thuithui thuithui peacock dances,

Garya garya bhingorya.

It is very cold, the call of mother can be heard.

Let's go home clean

Gary Garya Bhingorya.