We cultivate happiness.
Spend the day at the field, in the morning, in the evening.
It rains, it rains, the leaves move in the bamboo forest,
The air rises and the smell of the soil is full.
Seeing green song lyrics line the line,
What a poet dancing doodle rhyme in the mother.
In the rice paddock, Pulak Chhoti – all the laughs are laughable
In the sunshine of Agrahan, the moon is in full moon. 表示