The Retreating Monsoon

Drip a drop and drip a drop....

Her wimpy heart sounded so weak.

The feeble winds couldn't lift her veil None could see her eyes

Filled with fear.

Once you have danced with her for long

The rhythm was quaint and

You hugged her close..

Your pounding heart could find solace.

You danced and danced..

The rhythm so tight..

She is here again to bid adeiu.

Drip a drop and Drip a drop..

But for you now the winter bells more dear

Ding a dong and ding a dong.