The sun behind the hills is slipping
Slowly-steadily, within self it's melting
The sky is shining in color orange
Rejoicing with beauty in a pleasant range
Depicting forms of several elephants and horses
Clouds along the horizon drift in clusters
Different magical colors bright and shady
On the canvas of sky beautiful are the pictures
I am drawing for you, my lovely ones
Like your mother, father and teacher
Baba as anyone else is a nice person
Guava and mango fruits He distributes
Like mother, showed right paths, taught good habits.