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Clouds, please come near—
Clouds, you please come near—
We crave rain, more rain.
Rain and more rain we beseech.
Green paddy seedlings are withering;
Green paddy seedling, it is withering;
There is no water, not a single drop.
Not a drop of water is there.


Today, the lemon blossoms are not filled with nectar;
Till now, nectar did not fill the lemon bloom;
The custard-apple buds do not bear fruit.
On the custard-apple flower clung no fruit.
Pomelo flowers are not imbued with fragrance.
The pomelo blossom did not run amuck with scent;
From this unbearable drought we beseech relief.
From this merciless drought, rescue we would get.


The kadamba{{#tag:ref|The [[wikipedia:Neolamarckia cadamba|kadam]], also known as kadamba, is a genus of evergreen trees, native to the Indian subcontinent, Southern China, and Southeast Asia. Its sweetly fragrant flower is used in the production of Indian sandalwood perfume.|group="nb"}} blossoms are all falling;
The kadam{{#tag:ref|The [[wikipedia:Neolamarckia cadamba|kadam]], also known as kadamba, is a genus of evergreen trees, native to the Indian subcontinent, Southern China, and Southeast Asia. Its sweetly fragrant flower is used in the production of Indian sandalwood perfume.|group="nb"}} buds are all dropping down;
The tuberose{{#tag:ref|The [[wikipedia:Polianthes tuberosa|tuberose]] is a perennial, night-blooming plant. The Bengali name, ''rajaniigandhá'' (রজনীগন্ধা), literally means "fragrant at night". Hence, the tuberose is sometimes referred to as the "night queen" or the "mistress of the night".|group="nb"}} flowers do not bloom.
The tuberose{{#tag:ref|The [[wikipedia:Polianthes tuberosa|tuberose]] is a perennial, night-blooming plant. The Bengali name, ''rajaniigandhá'' (রজনীগন্ধা), literally means "fragrant at night". Hence, the tuberose is sometimes referred to as the "night queen" or the "mistress of the night".|group="nb"}} flowers fail to open out.
Our earth is getting scorched by the heat wave.
With waves of blazing heat the earth is getting burnt;
Where may we find the cool of monsoon?
Rainfall's soothing coolness, where do we discover it?
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