For the rain has stopped,
And the drought has started.

For the rivers have stopped flowing,
And the crops they’ve died.

For the battle between the sun and moon has ended,
And the moon has won.

For the sound of nature has vanished,
And the silence began.

For the happiness had ended,
And the fear arised.

For that breathe had been taken,
And now it is gone.

That life is now non-living,
To heaven it’s gone.

My heart is now aching,
But I’ll be all right.