Neelima, the village belle
has run off with the shepherd from Gaderna
Neelima, she has such pretty feet
her shoes look beautiful
O my Neelima...
modern song, it describes the beauty of a girl
called Neelima. Alas, she has left this village
and gone to some other... oh how we miss her...
Ah... her beauty... her luscious hair, her perfect
teeth, her lips... O my dear Neelima...