The clouds have covered the sky
and the cool breeze is blowing;
That green forest has soaked
in the monsoon rain again.

The bride of the distant clouds
loves the green jungle;
The chirping birds have washed
in the monsoon rain again.

For the tears and the laughter of clouds
The farmers are feeling happy;
The sunny day has lost
in the monsoon rain again.

After hearing the roar of the clouds
The fish are chasing each other;
Lakes and ponds have filled with water
of the monsoon rain again.

It's raining and the herons
are still catching little fish;
All the marshes are playing
with the monsoon rain again.