On the bank of the river
Evening has set in
This little boat is enchanting
Golden elumination
Uncle Sun’s radiation
The red sari of the Bride
Fire fiery is her pride
This fire is boiling
Some hearts those toiling
By boat:
A nuptial chamber
What an attraction!
Rahim mia bride
Takes little pride
Marry marry marry
Brothers do it hurry
After a few months
Rahim mia’s fuss
Tears drops on river
Marriage is not bigger
Better didn’t I marry?
Why did I hurry?
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