Rupai

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3 years ago

The son of a farmer in this village has long hair,

Black beetle with a black face, what a colorful flower!

The young-faced Maya, like the leaves of raw rice,

Who has spread the shadow of new grass with him?

The arms are as narrow as the tip of a laurel,

Ga-khani is the tamal taru of its shangan month

Who has spread oil on the cloud-washed clouds,

The lightning girl slipped and spread the light

The seedlings for raising young paddy may be a farmer,

Some of his smiles spread on his face

I catch everything with black-eyed stars,

I write the Koran with black ink

Birth is black, death is black, black is earthly;

That black boy of the peasants has won everything

The man who makes the gold in gold, what is his pride '

If I get color, I can build a brother's rainbow rate

The one who makes light in black, forgets everyone's mind,

Vrindavan looted his position

Not gold, not brass, not gold face,

The son of a black-faced farmer adds a book

That black is his field paddy, that black is his village!

Let's sing Ujal Tahar in that black

His bamboo stick in the arena means a lot,

Everyone's tension with the wire in the game team

Jari's song raised his voice first of all,

'Shal-sun-bet' is like all the work

How many old men, not boys, like mad iron,

Rupai is like a father's son, has anyone seen it?

Although silver is not silver, it is more precious than silver,

At one time all the villages will be named after him

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Without a farmers hiw can we get variFoods

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3 years ago

right.

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3 years ago

Farmers is a great Man

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3 years ago

yes. and thank you dear for reading my article.

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