This is a bit of a nonsensical poem, that we heard as children, not sure if its supposed to imply something bigger, like maybe the start of the World War with the assassination of Austria's Archduke Franz Ferdinand and his wife Sophie, a non-consequential event which without rhyme or reason leads to bigger problems.
Jua pet faat nadi laal bhayi
Gaiya Seeng toot peepal paat jhade
Kauwa kaana bhaya
Raani nachni bhayi
Raja dholak baja
Such was the chaos over the death of a little lice, that the river turned red when she heard about it, the cow lost her horns, and the peepal tree shed all its leaves, the crow lost its hearing, the queen went on dancing in a frenzy and the king went on playing.
