
When /its about to / rain
The/ Petrichor is soul /soothing
That/ smell of Water overriding /the soil
And/ Water mixing with/ sand
The /Quenching of long stored/ heat,
And /the Fresh earth looking even/ fresher
Singing/ birds sounding /sweeter
Travailing/ under the stormy/ weather
The /Birth of Freshness given to/ water
Lord!/ Send some /shower
“Send/Down The/ Rain
When/ it /rains
The / water will be looking colourlessly/ cleaner
” Send/ down /the Rain”
When /it /rains
The/ flowers will be more/ colourful
And/ the cloud will be looking/ richer
Send/ down some more blissful /rain
When/ it /rains
we/ /shall
be/ walking, absorbing some/ shower;
from/ your /palm,
we //shall
be/ drinking your /water
Let/it cleanse our sinful /spirit
And/ heal our poisoned/ hearts
Oh / /sweetness!
Lips /will no longer be cracking like cream/ crackers
The/ cowboy’s hope will be/ greener
The/ green grass even / greener
The / cow’s meat will be/ thicker
And/ it’s mooeww sounding /deeper
Our/ heat will not be getting any/ hotter
For/ the rain will win a/ race
The /Running Against hot wind and cold / winter