"Almost naked and dirty from the ground
No sandals, no hat, not even a prestige background
Hiding from the scorching sun in this merciful shade
The true master of spices and a master of a trade
His hands wildly spread from the sky to the ground
He is pouring masala chai, into tiny cups of clay, unevenly round
The strong concoction of Assam tea and aromatic spices
A bit of milk and sugar too, he has a great prices
After the first cup you want some more
Like a kid with big smile, you make big roar"