Like a soul inside a barren body,

The rain came on the thirsty land.

Like the heart of a compassionate sage,

The rain turned it into green land.

Rain is hope of an impossible dream,

Rain turns everything fertile.

Rain cleanses the dirt of heart and soul,

And uses the dirt to grow the land.

Falling from the sky above,

The holy water of the divine.

Washing sins of the land,

Giving hope to start again.