To drop down your special boon
You take care of ours of-course.
We have heard the song of birds
In East and West the lightening
Little roars we have also heard
In forest tigers and lions talk.
Dear father of heaven you guide
This is mesmerized and we feel
Amazing cloud with wings do fly,
Monsoon bells ring time bells.
To wet little to cover we hope,
This is signified in the phase,
Wisdom is there for us and crop
Monsoon of boon you have sent.

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