PROLOGUE
Give me some rain,
Take away the present situation
Let the wind bid me warn again
Give me rain, dear Heaven!

(1.)
Let if flood the browned farmlands
Let it refresh the waters of the ponds
And the hards rocks upon the dry Earth
Let the hamlet be full of the wet clay salt

(2.)
The Heavens will rumble
I summon the East winds
I knee before the passing clouds
I hear the aves call out loud

(3.)
I summon thee Wind from afar
And She quietly comes binding alas
It throws the heavy mighty doors ajar
And what a rain that must fall, aa-hah!

(4.)
The clear clouds are darkened
The firmaments are blackened
There is a powerful surge of wind,
To the East where it always stayed

(5.)
On such evenings when all is weak and wiery
When the rain falls on this hamlet, hurriedly
My long candle lights become crimson with fury
As my light-grey curtains dance in sheer frenzy

EPILOGUE
So right now I am standing,
I stand beneath the falling rains
I chose to, for it is my special calling
And I thank Heaven for this blessing!