O Summer, fall not like burning coal
From a vacant and dry sky
Stay not for long hours over our huts
Make us not thirsty and die
O Summer, stay hidden somewhere
Inside a shady grove or forest
Spread not your curse upon lands as
Lives need work and rest
O Summer, take a cool garb and visit
Our land of buds and flowers
Wave not your burning whip and free
Lives from restless for hours
O Summer, please listen our prayers
Make here your stay short
Give way to the soothing rain early
Now it is getting too hot
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I would like to translate this poem
O Summer, please listen our prayers Make here your stay short Give way to the soothing rain early Now it is getting too hot - - - -Suffering through the hot summer, I too join your prayer.
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