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Bezboroa and Few Others OUR SPRING FESTIVAL (Bihu) Drum beats horn organ blows Bihu songs Oh the score ! Here dances Our Honourable Bihu Uncle Welcomes the new year Line the mother-in-low Receives her new bride Trees forward their leaves Mango-corns bloom in myraid Amidst the song of the cuckoo bird ! The Spring of Heaven, Come, dear, to our earth! THE CALL OF SIX SEASONS (Soi Ritur Dak) Spring and winter Unite though summer Bondage of friendship Can lone save your lifeboat In danger. Spring whistles Winter coughes, Summer burns Autumn sniffs, loosens knots; Bangles ring In our ears. Bezboroa and few others # 13