(468) Mora mukta bhumir meye
We are the girls of an unprejudiced land.
In mountains and hills, beside rapids,
Beside rills, in song and dance we whirl.
With kadam and palash we play,
All the livelong day...
In the cool shade of mahuwa on the plains.
We travel winding, woodland trails;
We weave garlands into our braids.
At our rhythm and our song,
With mental satisfaction
The forest deer gaze on.
We are God's daughters.
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The daughters of Paramapurusa are not confined to the house as servants or wives.
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