Not a great poet you are O Kuvempu!
Where the Tunga runs
and keeps beat to the birds' song
Where the rain cloud
whispers sweet nothings into the darkness of the forest
Had I been born in this Kuppalli
even I would write good poetry!
In Tamil
Where the Tunga runs
and keeps beat to the birds' song
Where the rain cloud
whispers sweet nothings into the darkness of the forest
Had I been born in this Kuppalli
even I would write good poetry!
In Tamil
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