The seed never walks into the paddy field.
Farmers sprays them all;
Seeds scattered but never shattered;
Many sowed in the fertile land;
Never ever confused; farmer watered them all;
At times the weeds undesirable;
At times the weeds desirable;
Never ever confused farmer watered them all.
Hope of farmers is the rope of life.
The one who sowed, can’t eat them all;
Hope of farmers is the rope of life.
The one who carry, can’t eat them all;
Hope of sellers is the life of farmers.
The one who eat can’t sow them all.
For the rich and the poor men;
The final hope is on the farmers.
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