(119) Megh tumi kache eso
| Clouds, please come near— We crave rain, more rain. Green paddy seedlings are withering; There is no water, not a single drop. Today, the lemon blossoms are not filled with nectar; The custard-apple buds do not bear fruit. Pomelo flowers are not imbued with fragrance. From this unbearable drought we beseech relief. The kadamba[1] blossoms are all falling; The tuberose[2] flowers do not bloom. Our earth is getting scorched by the heat wave— Where may we find the cool of monsoon? |
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