My Mango Tree
Made me climb on her hands
Holding me not to fall
Made a swing on her hands
Swinging me not to cry
Made a basket of ripe mangoes
Filling my paunch not to crave
Made the shade of branches
Protecting me not to lather
Made a rapport of harmony
Loving me motherly not to yearn
Never let me down
My sweet Mango tree!
Holding me not to fall
Made a swing on her hands
Swinging me not to cry
Made a basket of ripe mangoes
Filling my paunch not to crave
Made the shade of branches
Protecting me not to lather
Made a rapport of harmony
Loving me motherly not to yearn
Never let me down
My sweet Mango tree!
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