The earth is hot, it will be thirsty too
Then there will be sadness all around
The thirsty world must have asked for water, monsoon would be reluctant
there must be clouds somewhere on that side,
Whoever comes in abundance also praises me.
I blossom into new buds
I move like a pillow in the leaves
I meet the gusts like a pearl
I become a gust and meet the gusts
The cuckoo must have called in,
My backyard is also dancing.
I am the youth of the rising wave
I am a new story of extinction
my voice echoes in the storms
my life in free skies
The ocean will roar loudly
The bonds of waves opened in the whirlpool
i sing the beauty of life
I also sing the praises of youth
My voice and harp shower honey
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