Oh! She is good, the little rain! And well
She knows our need
Who cometh in the time of spring to aid
The sun-drawn seed;
She wanders with a friendly wind through
Silent night’s unseen,
The furrows feel her happy tears,
and lo! The land is green.
She knows our need
Who cometh in the time of spring to aid
The sun-drawn seed;
She wanders with a friendly wind through
Silent night’s unseen,
The furrows feel her happy tears,
and lo! The land is green.
Last night, cloud-shadows gloomed
The path that winds to my abode,
And the torches of the river boats
Like angry meteors glowed.
Today, fresh colors break the soil, and
Butterflies take wing
Down, broidered lawns all bright with
Pearls in the garden of the king.
Translated by L. Crammer-Byug
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