Yak mashid’e do darwazah;
Ao miyan trao potasah.
One mosque (with) two doors;
Come, sire, and bang on it.
Ans: Khyn Kadin, to blow one’s now. (native fashion)
Sari, sari ayekhai, Padmani, ratit dyutmai dab.
O Padman, you came by way of the lake, and I laid hold of you and threw you down.
Ans: Khyn Kadin, to blow one’s nose (native fashion)
Machih kadit munih thas.
And: Khyn Kadin, blowing the nose after the native fashion. If sitting in his house, the ordinary poor Kashmiri will fling the snot against the wall.
