In spite of personally seeing the relatives crowding together,
.crying loudly, taking the dead body and laying in the graveyard,
the noise of, don..don..dodu.., beating of the sounding drum
.announcing the death will say;
that there is no eternal pleasure of getting into marriage
.for a person who has the feeling of euphoria for ever
that ‘pleasure is there..is there.. is there.. and don't encourage
.that the marriage has eternal pleasure in this world!
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