Текст песни Нанда Бихари дас - Я не хочу дождя

I don't want rain

Autumn again drives the clouds
Clouds means sadness
Bitter drops crowded in puddles
Closely - well, let

I don't want rain but you don't hear me
I don't want rain, I won't see you
They stole the light. They stole thee.
They stole the light for many, many years.
I walked the roads I knocked on the door
Talked about the sun, nobody believed me
Touched warm bags of bone and flesh
They live inside I could not believe
In the meadow a bull stands on one leg
I asked the bull who are you, what's your trouble
Who hurt you, who hurt you
But he cried in response
He only cried in response

We waited for the sun so waited for the sun
But the clouds are gray but the clouds are bold
Stole this light Stole this light
For many many years For many many years