From the farthest seas, to the northern mountains
Carefree, blithe, a pure delight
Growing up is, to a great extent
The place where grown-ups, want to be
Spraying water, building mud-dams
And keep on running, till you never get tired
Greatest are memories, of childhood's play
With siblings and friends, on a rainy day
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