When there is no one around
To love you and take your care
There is no one to hold your hand
For you a happy moment is rare
When the sky looks gloomy
And there is no promise of rain
All your efforts to seek happiness
Don't come good and go in vain
When the tree of your work
Refuses to bear any sweet fruit
Germs of bad luck and poverty
Eat away tree of faith and its root
Have faith upon me and go on
Doing the duty Heaven has assigned
My blessings will lift you up one day
Don't ever feel low and resigned
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