This last afternoon sun
Am I too sleepy?
Or my eyelids pretended to sleep!
Everyone says they will see this afternoon
Swadalbale has gone out
There is my afternoon book lying next to me.
I would never shut up
Or ever to talk
Never wanted; He wanted to kill me!
When you relax
Pretend all noon
I then mixed lime in the drink.
My words are all raspy
Talking to me
Flower sandalwood on your face too.
Someone will think of me as Kalidasa
Kiss will fill the kiss
I have some dreams, but shut up!
And don't think with your eyes
The afternoon was almost over
And whether my sleep was broken.
You all play in the afternoon
You also digested the afternoon in comfort
And my sleep is dead.
This time it is said that it is evening
When you all return home
Whether my waking up hobby is very new.
In the evening I eat with full stomach
So let's go out on the street
Sinners like me are three times more.
So the evening was over
My eyes did not close
Very beautiful form of a smooth nature.
Show me the way - I tell everyone
Everyone seems to be dumb
They say nothing, they just pretend to be silent.
