Dhone

a poem by Bahadur Basha Gooty

The sun shines in the east and shining in the Thimamma lake
In the season of the monsoon
It continues to be a beautiful river and remain as calm

We are all brothers and sisters
Always, no difference between us

Oh, my dear mother land, Dhone
We are the masters of Dhone’s fate

The people of Dhone town is going to stop inhumanity, intolerance
That day is near

Dhone, residents will universalize Indian civilization with humanity and wisdom
At the time of twilight
The drummer of tappeta plays

My dear vision Dhone
We always pray you