A rain fools us in April descending
From sea as exotic bird of cyclone,
Taking thatched roofs by surprise.
Thatches on roofs are blown away.
They spread sky thin on our heads.
Rain gets a porridge in pot watery.
A rain fools us in April descending
From sea as exotic bird of cyclone,
Taking thatched roofs by surprise.
Thatches on roofs are blown away.
They spread sky thin on our heads.
Rain gets a porridge in pot watery.
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