Sweet dream of the night,
Sweet moon and cloud fight!
Chaplets of many stars,
Floated in the sky airs.
Chirping the birds of night,
Flying the night moon kite!
Dancing the water of sea,
Floats a bark that flee.
Perhaps sleeping people to that,
The sea was Mondermoni great!
I am PICHHABANIndia's Prince,
Don't touch I am super hero sense.
Oh! my god it is dream,
Fallen that chaplet from sky I seem.
I seen dream in moon light,
I am Krishna so chaplet bright.
Sweet dreams and sweet moon,
The love is coming soon.
Radha is coming in that bark,
Perhaps now sleeping a mark.
That see in the sky night,
Question mark chaplet of stars right.
The question throw to the earth,
But Prince SHYAMRAJ was gaurd.
The is lord Krishna,
But these was dream night Bina!
Which singing song love,
Now flyer a peace lots of dove!
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