Tonight, it is happening.
Thundering and raining.
The first rain, relief for all.
Welcome my friend!
Welcome my beautiful season.
You wash away the dirt, the filth, the loss.
You will give happiness to farmers.
The small grasslands will grow.
The sea will get a bath.
The rainy flowers will blossom.
The desert will smile.
The mountain, the cascades will quench the thirst.
In towns, muddy roads, potholes,
Umbrellas, raincoats, water shoes will be there.
The grey conch has been blown,
The mighty hand of nature is on work.
It is hard time for men and for the birds.
And for all.
But still without you,
We are at fall.