A name sowed by life,
Sore humanity carries in the chest
Without arrogance and with great respect,
Servant of the humble, he appears to me.
I will keep a great memory of him
The only one to hold out his hand
chose the European way of action.
Infamous was the wave of rejection
Any agreement on the Indian side
For the original sin of a Maharajah
Who offered that land to his ally.
Approved for the apathy of a world,
More blind and deaf than ever
For inertia and economic interests,
So oblivious to human rights.
This is how the song always turns ...
Lying now in the world of the righteous,
Your soul ascends in suspension
Without the burden of worries.
Your mission now on earth leaves
An indelible mark to us humans,
Authentic humanitarian mission
For the coming generations.