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The grains today are expensive, The new markets are gold; And when the plonk takes over; Our mind reduces to thoughts, Yes! They all come to see me when I am home, The rice field all along!
I get down from the airplane to meet my family, With loads of happiness for I long, Sadness for I missed all the songs; Who is taking you home! Acquaintances and friends, All along! And when the time comes; Tears rolling down the eyes, Sometimes truths are all lies, Among the rice field I rise!
When the reality of change strikes, You are where you once belong; And when you drive along, Days get shorter memories long! I just broke down again, This is not the usual pain, I craved for it! Disdain! I withdraw and I can feel the rain, Inside me! What did I lost and I don’t know my gain??
