The earth bursts into a joyful song,
Like wet tongues on parched lips
When th first drops touch soil,
As it quenched its thirst after a long summer spell.
With open arms earth embraces heaven's tears
Eager to welcome the new season,
Like the traveller who yearns
a refreshing bath to cleanse the soul
after a long, long journey
Ah, the beauty of first rain.
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