Yaddu, haven’t saw your sheep for long

Got to know bank men visited your home

Kani, sheep are now no longer mine 

Going through a very difficult time 

Food prices high and income nothing nigh

Pastures not at all fit for sheep

Debts are covering me neck deep

Life is full of uncertainty, I know

Yaddu don’t give up hope and lie low

Let your thoughts play in the open yard

Like of a group of school boys playing 

Look for fresher pastures to explore 

Inside self is where you got to go

 Be a one man revolution