RIVER OF TEARS

Canoe on the River of Tears
In that, rowing and getting tired
I am looking for land
I am going to the boat
And so it was in the evening
It is called the sun
Azhalin Rajinikalini and Ana,
I am not in the boat
It will be lost without knowing.
The river will become the sea, then
Searches will be made
As the noves continue to flow
I am the only one on the journey
To search for the shore

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI