The pine trees flanked the road few or bare,
And the sunlight came through a tree pair.
It(sunlight) planted a kiss on the irrigated plain-
where farmers grew sugarcane.
The plain's air was impregnated with sweet scent,
Leafs with ocean green eyes and clouds with white paint-
peeked out their faces with warm smile,
where sun's eye lit up for a long while.
The nature had stepped out on its way-
with its amazing sway-
it eyed the plain little carefully,
Of course, no energy wasted their path hapazardly.