I see it with my eyes and
I smell it in my nose
Haze is all around me
And so my sinus flows
It came in on the wind
It's everywhere we go
So join your hands and pray now
For a different wind to blow
Oh Indo farmers, your haze does kill
Why do you burn your trees each year without fail?
Don't recall the beginning; just wish for an end
Please take your haze away from our land...
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