The jackals are howling beautifully,
What are they saying,
Can you say,
An evening in Paris
Or about an evening in India?
It is definitely about an evening in India,
The jackals, so shy, but swift and tameless
Coming nearer to houses
In search of food,
Searching for in the garbage heaps.
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