Let it rain!
Let the clouds stay.
Though the whole world turns gray,
Who am I to complain?
Let it drizzle!
Let the mist descend,
Though it conceals the distant hills,
Who am I to despair?
Let it thunder!
Let the lightning strike,
Though the timid quake with each bolt,
Who am I to revolt?
Let Lady Nature have her way.
Let Her cry and scream,
Though the fields flood and the streets stream,
Who am I to plead for fair weather?
I have seen enough sunshine.
I have felt enough heat.
I have drunk enough lemonade.
I have lost enough sleep.
I am ready for the summer to come to an end,
But since my wish is beyond Her command,
I will have to be satisfied with a temporary respite,
So let the rain continue to fall at least until tonight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem