While in Goa!

Coming to you Oh! city of beaches
Ever nice your plesaure when someone reaches

Everyone dreams of the times to visit
A journey off the sun into a cool spirit
Pleasing is your weather which calmness teaches

Coming to you Oh! city of beaches
Ever nice your plesaure when someone reaches

Breeze of the coconut trees within a mile
The sea has an instinct of sudden smile
Healing of the shore offers gathering of riches

Coming to you Oh! city of beaches
Ever nice your plesaure when someone reaches

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