Yes sir, yes sir,
Tell me about fire.
Fire is here
But no one
Is in fear.
Fire is here
And everyone is
Taking pleasure.
But I see, sir,
How they suffer.
Youngster, stay there,
You say sir, whatsoever
And you are pouring on me
Your blessing water.
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I would like to translate this poem
God is pouring evrything on us..