In March, at a full moon night,
When the ripples are so bright,
On the waves of the Ganges River;
Shining almost like twinkling stars,
And so cool the breeze hails;
You and I and nobody else,
On that isolated river edge,
Enjoying sky and giggling waves.
In March, at a full moon night,
When atmosphere is cool and bright,
Wind carries the sweet fragrance,
When hearts full of joy and romance,
At that very wonderful night
You and I in the river site,
Enjoying Nature and the twinkling sky
Below, the giggling waves flow by.
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