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Who has Yan in the ear- his words are found in the ears,
The river also dries up, the wind of famine blows,
People don't build houses here anymore,
Gokshur's vine grew on the young woman's hair.
Chikkur that jumps inside the chest,
I compare it to the flowers of Shimul,
Frozen at noon, dead birds, Robbie is cruel,
It will set fire, it will be ashes, it will start.
But one day I have a breath of it-
I don't hope for the rebirth of Ashar anymore,
The bird that feeds on the eye is sitting on the tree,
But I stay upright, I don't move anywhere.
All the jugs I see are empty in Kalghat,
I don't see the wire, so I agree to give Dakhan's eye.
I don't hope for the rebirth of Ashar anymore the bird that feeds on the eye is sitting on the tree,