The clouds were covered with darkness,
The thunder strikes hard with no kindness,
There comes a great lightning,
People said it was made so by God almighty,

It strikes hard like a renew sword,
I wish I could stop it with my with my words,
Fear encamped me on my bed made of muds,
I was a stick and couldn't move,

It sounds so awful like an empty drum,
It was horrible affecting my ear drum,
It rained like the the time of Noah,
We wish we won't hope for more.

I finally took my linen that is almost torn,
We became friends on the floor,
The I realize that is almost late,
That day was superb and great.