If Plants, having bitten
With axes canopied
Count the earth has lost its breath
If coast, is shaken by the mirage with clear sand dunes
Count the river as dead
If stars, has no butterflies leaning on
Count the garden has swaddled by autumn
If hawks, with iron nails are flying over the fields
Count the world has mournful destruction
If Titus, is singing in the village
Count the village has migrated
If Farmer, gets away with soil like quail swayed the tree
Count the country as orphan.!
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Telugu original
Siriki Swamy Naidu
Translation
S. Pushyami,
D/o Dr Sarojadevi Komatla
