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The rain
the rain
The clean dew spread in the area, bathe in the rain, those chirping birds, the shelter of a drop or two. Sarjya-raja was eagerly waiting for the rain, now Baliraja did not want to see the pain of the cracked soil. Let it rain now, the stream of your clean rain...
That velvety canopy of greenery and water flowers, its charm has become desolate without you. The wave-creating Sangha is the slow breeze of the ocean, lost somewhere is the crack of the seasonal breeze. All the colors of the colorful world are faded, the peacock's feathers have disappeared. Let it rain now.
Your rain showers.....
The clean dew spread in the area, bathe in the rain, those chirping birds, the shelter of a drop or two. Sarjya-raja was eagerly waiting for the rain, now Baliraja did not want to see the pain of the cracked soil. Let it rain now, the stream of your clean rain...
That velvety canopy of greenery and water flowers, its charm has become desolate without you. The wave-creating Sangha is the slow breeze of the ocean, lost somewhere is the crack of the seasonal breeze. All the colors of the colorful world are faded, the peacock's feathers have disappeared. Let it rain now.
Your rain showers.....
