Please come, O rain
You are the queen
On this earth,
Please come, on
The way of Kumuda hills
Through that Debandh
But see, the way
With heat fifty degree is slippery.
Try to win
The hearts of others
O queen, I am sure
You are quite able
And able to proceed
Forward for a better greenery.
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