In English
The sun appeared cool and serene, The day started getting shorter, The cold wind blew fiercely, The fields were filled with golden harvest. The farmers rejoiced in singing at night With the moon shining bright. The buds of flowers blossomed Like garlands of pearls On the banks of rivers; Chillies were looking red, Farmers were bringing home The newly harvested grain, Hailing the advent of The joyous festival of . Telugu Poem