Rain came without giving any notice
beforehand.
All the song-birds stopped singing
and took shelter under big leaves.
All became silent.
Only the Rain started singing her song.
No bird can sing so sweet a song;
No flute can offer so sweet a tune;
No brook can create so sweet a murmur.
My two ears started dancing in joy.
I can leave everything for a little touch
of such a rain.
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