THE LYRIC - VIMALATHITHYAN RAJA

 Oh my swimming clouds where are you going, Hear my words please,She is the Queen of empire ,And i am the slave in the country,She is ruling the Monarch as marvellous peacock, I am the slave to sold by someone ,My mind in ocean tide now,Give me a sleep to forget all,The paradise fort is her shelter,the tree branches are my Nest,she responded me to became a King of her,How should i accept the request of her,this is my duty to tell, While everyone on sleeping i am awakened, While whole world laughs i am crying it is my life towards go away,how should i accept the love of princess