Let it rain!
rain! rain! come around,
for the dry land is crying,
we dwellers are mourning.
Let it rain!
rain! rain! come today,
farmers are waiting,
for you to stop our famine.
Let it rain!
rain! rain! son of the cloud,
hot souls are waiting,
for your appeasing touch.
Let it rain!
rain! rain! visitor of the earth of no alarm,
mermaid wants to swim,
daunted mahogany's hope wants to be full.
Let it rain!
rain! rain! rain to reign,
without storm and havoc,
tides of oceans must be still.
Let it rain!
rain! rain! enough to the jangling of metals,
boom! of nutshells and noise of the elephant,
that brings evil machinations.
Let it rain!
rain! rain! softly on our roofs,
manner from our treasury,
to the hearths of the soil searchers creating away.
Let it rain!
rain! rain! rain it! rain-makers of our land,
bring it down for all, not few,
pax Romania et fraterni.
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