In a platform of a town ,
stood a king with his crown ,

he said "we have never made a fest ,
but today would be the best",

colours would be as the toys ,
for old ones young ones and for boys ,

the fest was held for years and years ,
bringing close the enemies and dears ,

one day a king came then ,
laying his kingdom like a hen,

he stopped the fest and made people work,
he thought he was the best and all were ****,

but the family can't tolerate,
they want Colors on their gate,

they struggled,fought and killed the king ,
with words of color they sing ,

yellow is sun and white is dove,
only the colors that we love.