The song has not yet been sung
After 48 years gets it's tongue
When at the green grass
I give a look
Heart's all attention she took;
The tall trees when i pass
Whispers each other
Flying the dust;
Birds, flies, beetles
Same tune they call;
The grassy track
The hillocks
The most old banyan tree
All same tune free;
The crystal clear water
Or the small brook;
Has attached the same hook
Creator everywhere look you look! !
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