The Soil of Our Village
The soil of our village is truly pure in its divine form
the God has created it to keep us all in affection.
he has enriched it with the fruits & vegetables,
farm house with the farmer;
all the hours to serve us food & safety superior.
We are blessed to born here mingle with the soil
we think simple and live in harmony at all
we hold each other in our soul in time of pain and sorrow
we are blessed with greenery and generous air although.
Our birth and and the act is in the yard of Parijat in heaven
happily in the mud of the village all we live in
O mother, your heavenly bliss in your gentle shade
we are pride in your beauty that the God has made.
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