
A frog,
Jumping up and down.
Went from the various lotus leaves,
Thinking of an insect which it would eat.
A frog,
Full of spots
And with friends in a lake,
The frog,
Had a beautiful feast,
Like a prince in a town.
Adios!

A frog,
Jumping up and down.
Went from the various lotus leaves,
Thinking of an insect which it would eat.
A frog,
Full of spots
And with friends in a lake,
The frog,
Had a beautiful feast,
Like a prince in a town.
Adios!

Food on a plate,
Is happiness together,
For a plate displays,
Whatever is best possible food cooked for the day.
It is red, green, yellow and many colours together.
Food on a plate,
Display traditional views,
In a culture.
They are of great importance to the whole family.
There can be North and South Indian cuisine.
We have a lot of cuisines,
But the food made by Ma is simply excellent.
Adios!

The age is old,
With the things new,
Feeling in the inspiration,
For the days continues.
The age is old,
Asking things great and forever,
With love and frolic,
It is happiness which will last forever,
As your friend in the age to do great things.
Adios!

Weaving a sweater,
My maternal grandmother,
Had made four sweaters in all.
All of them belonged to my mother.
They were woven gradually over the years for her,
But those are her happy times and memories.
Adios!

Hope of life,
Is blistering with redness.
It is jumping up and down,
With freedom.
It keeps you free,
From all tensions,
For the time takes hope with it,
To nurture it,
With grace and humanity.
Hope of life,
Gives and pushes on the spirit,
To do more and more.
In the end all turns well.
Adios!