Beautiful rain,precious rain,
Silver drops to add colour to nature,
Heavenly life line for the parched soil.
Nobody minds, neither the bird nor the tree,
All are happy,
I run out in the rain,
I hear the leaves drinking the liquid drops,
It clatters on the rooftops,
Pitter patters on window panes,
Gushes out of the overflowing spouts,
Roars down the gutters.
I breathe the blessed rain,
As it falls on me,
Drums on my head with its pearly drops,
Sings a sweet song to me,
As I twirl and dance in the rain.