After the rain -
I've got to conduct a rehearsal
I've asked
A pair of hanged drops on a string
Let embrace each other
Then leave off
And revive the position once again
As if the people considered
Why the hell they don't embrace themselves once again!
Along with facing each other
Oh my god! they embrace themselves in a manner
None is eager to leave off
I urge them
Honey, the pair of mingled rain drops!
It's just nothing but rehearsal of a play
Keep yourselves off, please!
Translated by Hosen Motahar
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