My Sweet Home
Home,my sweet home,
Where blue tranquil rapids flow,
Its meanders run in symphonic rhythms ;
To the left and right aside,
It holds my village firm;
Yellow is ripen glow of lavish harvest;
Land filled by gold and breads;
That unblemished brook quench the thirst;
Timely rain maturate crop in bounty yield;
Chamber repleted by milk and whipped butter;
Balm fleece made Gho and Kira beautify neat;
Peace and happiness in the heart of home;
Home with the strongest fabrication;
Where heavenly body joins to rejoice harmony;
Pheasant hovers and breathes serenity,
When all the beasts prepare his warm home,
Herbage extends to high and moves merrily,
That young woods stand,
That emerald mountains like diamond chains,
Shares her bracing breeze to all;
On the cloud nine my darling kinfolk sigh,
Heart rich of love and care,
Kids in the cozy warm grace feed;
With assuasive smile yell in content;
Singing the song of full mirth
The prayerflags on the top-hill chant prayers ;
Prayer-wheels spread his good luck love to all;
Everywhere welcome with smile and adherence ;
With honour and unity stands together ;
Strength and integrity grows robust like an iron;
My home,a heaven on the earth,
Where wealthy culture prevail long;
Typical customs,our unique identity;
My home,a real abode of Shangri-la.
Copyright © Dawa Zangpo | 17/08/2018.
Copyright © Dawa Zangpo | Year Posted 2018
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