Zzrrrrt zrrrrt zrrrrt zzzzrrrrrrt
Zzzzrrrt zrrrt rrrt rrrrt
I am in your village
to be exact beyond it
I am about to cross there
I lift up my eyes to the sky
and level them to the thatched roof
among sugar cane leaves
beyond this green revine
there where happy i've always been
and I can feel my heart's at ease
for there I know you are for me awaitin'
the ravine is wide and deep
i am walking in the path
where all have walked before
so too have the cattle, ducks and buffalos
the beige and slender sticks of bamboos
dance in a stange movement
the music is even more strange
to my ears for i am a lowland man
it goes zzrrt zrrrt zrrrt zrrrt
like millions of schoolmates putting their index finger
in front of their mouths and they pout
and hiss: sssst ssst ssst
it tickles my ears
it's the first song of the monsoon
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