Rains pouring down from my eyes,
oh this desolate longing
spread out up and down
on the muddy distance.
This arm is stiff blazes cowardly
barely thundering to write down.
Let them let it teem,
let love rain down оn me.
The bitterness i swallow
in hot bath to be gathered, to cure me,
so soft heart’s earth to be sprinkled
and with gladness sow me inside.