innocent nature
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Still looking for a way
Fields, rivers, canals, mahogany forests
Green rice fields, rows of palm trees.
The road is paved with flowers.
The old banyan tree nods its head frequently.
In the darkness of the cloudy night, the traveler of the unknown path,
Sometimes lightning strikes in the sky
The way is visible.
Stopping in the middle of the path full of thorns
Looking for direction at the intersection.
I haven't found it yet
I also lost the target of the stars.
On solid walls of brick wood stone,
Bound in civil life.
There's a taint in the green,
Not washed away by repeated rains,
In the scorching heat of the sun, it did not go away,
Peace of eyes is lost.
Ghatang Ghatang is a word game
Civic life has become deaf.
Humanity is like a marketplace
Bargain morning and evening.
So I want to go back
In my early days
I want to redecorate
Nature surrounded by blue green.
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