trishnar shanti shundor kanti
Your beautiful arrival marks
The refreshing end to all thirst,
Comforting the heat of the earth
Painting the ground and horizon
With merciful, cooling blends of green
Your countenance is like a heroic warrior,
Lightening flashing out like a sword of armour,
Gently spreading shades, your canopy
Across the Tomal forests, in deep blue hues
The resonance of crickets and the fragrance of Maloti blossoms,
Putting to rest the hum of the restive bees of spring
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