Holi I played, for the holiday I got;
Got colour not for what I do, but for that I don’t;
Don’t feel sorry for the colour you lose;
Lose face rather soul and play Holi as you like.

Like it or not, play Holi as you like;
Liked are those who can’t otherwise blacken face;
Face confidently anyone mighty, except one’s own soul;
Soul that has no mask, but mask the face for what it isn’t.

Not colour your soul, which is colourless;
Lest you will lose your colour proudly possessed;
Possessed are masks of tiger unable to stand even before a cat;
Cat crying the game which I love to play this Holi day.