(93) Hemanteri dhaner gandhe
| With the smell of rice at end of autumn, I remember the harvest festival day. The crop was offered with devotion, In supplication of You. The sky is filled with stars; The breeze is mild and sweet. The river is flooded, a deluge Streaming in a hundred directions. In the sky, in the water, and on land, Everything today is sparkling. On every visage, a sweet smile And a crown of joy is worn. |
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