Oh! dear sun, the great power of universe
Give us blessings large enough
To make this world all in order
To wipe out poverty with your own power
That makes good harvests, greenery
More over to make us prosper in good terms
Thee you are always our friend and mentor
Though a little complaint that we makes
Your extreme hotness sometimes unbearable
That makes the places as desert like
May be a punishment for us in mistakes
You are the forgiver, you are kind enough.
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