Taukali Mast

I raise my hands and pray to My Lord
May the bridal tent of Sammo receives umbrella of rain drops
So she ties mat on her tent with her long beautiful fingers
She comes out and views the rain
How clouds are made and from which direction they pour down
On the highest peaks and the deepest ravine
Deers of Tamboo on the high rocks and
Wide mountain ranges
Drink the fresh rain water

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