A caress in the Solitude
Far from the father's frown
Far from the noisy town
A boy sleeps with his face down
In a distant meadow
Where mother's caress of love comes
As gentle sweep of overgrown grass
On his back
Under black sky with twinkling multitude
Comes the lonely girl solitude
To shower on the boy her gratitude
For being a fine friend to her
Night envelopes the romance
Silence stupefies
To drive away intruders
Ajaya Mahala
A boy sleeps with his face down
In a distant meadow
Where mother's caress of love comes
As gentle sweep of overgrown grass
On his back
Under black sky with twinkling multitude
Comes the lonely girl solitude
To shower on the boy her gratitude
For being a fine friend to her
Night envelopes the romance
Silence stupefies
To drive away intruders
Ajaya Mahala
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