Gamesome, gamesome, gamesome boy,
Come here come here with your toy.
Gamine, gamine you too come,
Come with brother little Tom.
Gambol, gambol you all grant,
Little, little you do plant.
Beside road and around fields,
Attract people and to kids.
Muna, Kuna you come doll,
Lily, Mili don't touch awl.
Let's run and consume bun,
Run, run, run and run.
Round, round move so round,
Show your toys on the ground.
Clap, clap sing and clap,
Dance and go to mother's lap.
Let us meditate Supreme God,
You are each a rosy bud.
He will give us peace and joy,
Love and charity talking toy.
Kumarmani Mahakul
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