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On this rainy day, | On this rainy day, together with everybody, | ||
Let us | Let us march ahead in harmony. | ||
If | If you wish not to proceed, | ||
Abed, you but tell the story of a fallen leaf. | |||
Everyone today has been aroused by the beat; | |||
In peacock's throat is a clamor sweetly calling. | |||
Bashful Earth, dancing it proceeds, | |||
Mind seduced, having been garbed in green. | |||
At this grand assemblage, revelry-filled, | |||
In | In many directions blows a restless wind. | ||
With | With ecstatic music and euphoric lyrics, | ||
Everyone's existence, suffuse and uplift. | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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