The tour
Granny
What is it you want,
To stay united or to go divided
Sonny
I just want a little morsel
For I am ravenously hungry.
Grandpa
The demand of which side
You concur with
Laddie
We just need water for our parching fields
Mother can you tell
Who is correct in this melee
Sir, who will bring back my dead son
Ayya, at least you reveal
Which side you support
Sir, I sold my kidney in futile
The enterprise I depend upon went broke
I am struggling along reeling under the load
Of my family like a half zombie,
What can I say.
Hey young man
Which group you hail
Sir, my education fails to give me a break through
I need a means of livelihood now badly
Dear girl,
You tell me what is in your heart of hearts
Which ever by the State
There should not be demons dominating
You novice
I ask you in conclusion
Answer in one word expressing your choice
Just a state without politicking gangs
Can you give it to me, Sir.
Telugu Original: Garimella Nageswara Rao
Eng. Trans. Rama Teertha
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