Name it rain again.
Then sigh. Love your life
if you can. Pain, worry, fear,
and want make that hard to do
sometimes. Obviously.
Everywhere people are learning
the expression for 'rain' in a
language or two different from
their native one. They are repeating
and repeating the expression--like rain.
Sometimes these people will be loving
their lives. Sometimes they will have sighed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem