Here is a beautiful bird, that flies high into the sky,
so sweet, so sooth its singing is !
The reaper smiles listening to it,
It awakens that sun to rise over horizon and reminds the cloud to invite monsoon.
Such a glorious the rain is !
Being a gift of the heaven for the eartth, seems a colourless compose in a pot,
But paints the dry land into a green lot,
It makes the soil feel its fragrance and the reaper heals with its entrance.
Oh ! dearests, make me your companion, embrale me; if not the mortal body,
then the eternal soul and mingle it into your infinity.
Again,
With respect and lots of love 