When the rains swim towards their arrangement,
Then man will conduct his affairs with severity.
A speaker entails a whisper, through the days of
Anger and desire, like an agent of strangeness.
These are storms of sight and hearing, like the
Echoes of your kingdom residing on the sand.
So riots and relics collide with menace, mania,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem