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Tippling tots of Thingyan showers
They turn to gold, they turn to gold,
The fragrant pterocarpus( pa dout ) flowers!
Hark! the drums and ah! the gongs-
Brother, may health be yours they say,
Sister, may health be yours they say,
Of all manner of good belongs
At Thingyan time in this our native place
When water pours and everybody prays.
poem by Sayargyi Minn Thu Won
translated by K ( U Khin Zaw)
for RIT thingyan