Riding on a pony
From far alien land,
Along with a daze soul
And dry dizzy hand.
Stopped for a while,
Lessening, i weary man,
Beside a freeze lake
And under a peepal aegis stand.
Astonish! From where the fairy come,
Flory dressed and a head band,
Eyes are blue, cheeks are red,
Twisted wrist; belong to which clan.
Dancing singing a fairy song,
Climbing down the hill with care,
I feel energetic love arise in me and
This tune will play permanent melody for ever.
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