Summer of 1962

Verse 1: In '1962, under monsoon skies, Thunder rolling, rain falling, hear the baby's cries. After the big thunder, in the heart of the storm, People heard the sound of a new life born. Chorus: From India's shores to the land of the free, With hope in my heart, America called to me. From ancient wonders to wide-open plains, I never thought I'd be living this way. Verse 2: At sixteen years old, new world in my eyes, Left my home behind for the Western skies. With my folks beside me, we crossed the sea, To a land where the pilgrims' dreams ran free. Chorus: From India's shores to the land of the free, With hope in my heart, America called to me. From ancient wonders to wide-open plains, I never thought I'd be living this way. Bridge: In America, two stars were born, my kids so bright, And they brought three more stars, filling my life with light. Thankful for Jesus, His covering over me, In this blessed land, where I am free. Verse 3: I've made so many friends, in the USA, Dear and near, they'd never be, unless I crossed the sea. Never thought when I went to college for microbiology, I'd be writing real estate contracts, making dreams reality. Chorus: From India's shores to the land of the free, With hope in my heart, America called to me. From ancient wonders to wide-open plains, I never thought I'd be living this way. Outro: For almost five decades, I've loved this land, Helping folks own a piece where they stand. Wouldn't change a thing, my heart's so full, In this land of freedom, where dreams pull. can you write that in malayam