The shadow is the nest of deep peace
This is within my village,
Waves playing in the green field
It flows from the south.

The field is full of
Golden rice,
The shepherd boy sits in the shade
Plays to the tune unknown.

The river flows with gentle sound
Many boats are docked in the quay,
Little children remain engaged
In the village market with full of colors.

In the water of the paved lake
Lotus flower is in bloom,
Hanging on the ears of the village bride
Passion flower’s pendant.

The heart remained stagnant
In the firefly glowed night,
I hope to awaken the soul
In the womb of the new morning.