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The helmsman, the cultivator of the village Come everybody come Go to the quay, go to the field Time flies. You have to raise the sail We have to join helm to the plow River water is surging Waves playing in the paddy field. Flood is in the river today Harvest Binny rice for the next season There is no time to sit idle Get up by fastening the waist.
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Mar 14, 2021
Mar 14, 2021 at 11:08 PM UTC
The song of life
The helmsman, the cultivator of the village Come everybody come Go to the quay, go to the field Time flies. You have to raise the sail We have to join helm to the plow River water is surging Waves playing in the paddy field. Flood is in the river today Harvest Binny rice for the next season There is no time to sit idle Get up by fastening the waist.
Binny is a special type of rice that is used to make roasted rice in greater Bengal
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Mar 14, 2021
Mar 14, 2021 at 11:08 PM UTC
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