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The Wonders of Ooty

Chorus Listen, friend, how can I describe The wonders of Ooty? Ooty has no equal. Heaven itself is inferior.

Beautiful gardens cover the gentle slopes of the hills, and palaces glitter on the peaks. Like Ganga on Siva's head, a hundred lakes nestle in the valleys.

Here sunshine is mellow as moonlight, and at night, the fire god gives comfort in every home. Worsted by Summer on the plains, Winter has taken to these mountain fastnesses and holds sway here.

Silver clouds rest on the peaks like Kalpa blossoms on the head of Krishna, and manyhued flowers spread over the hill sides and shine like colours mixed by Evening to paint the dome of heaven.

Come, friends, our merit has attained fruition, and we are enabled to see the great Blue Hills by the kindness of the King's daughter Appala Kondayamba.