This monsoon, let it pour,
Washing colors from my shawl's core,
Soaking body, soul, no more to implore,
Let it pour, oh, let it pour.
The season of rain, the cloud of rain,
The cloud of rain, let it fiercely pour.
This monsoon, let it pour,
Washing colors from my shawl's core,
Soaking body, soul, no more to implore,
Let it pour, oh, let it pour.
The clock of rain, a string of drops,
A string of drops, breaking forth and pour.
The season of rain, the cloud of rain,
The cloud of rain, let it fiercely pour.
The first rain of first love,
What hopes it does ignite,
Let me drink the showers,
Let my heart turn light.
Thirsty earth, thirsty desires,
Thirsty is the sky,
Let every lane be drenched, let the world be dyed.
This monsoon, let it pour,
Washing colors from my shawl's core,
Soaking body, soul, no more to implore,
Let it pour, oh, let it pour.
The season of rain, the cloud of rain,
The cloud of rain, let it fiercely pour.
Shame of heartless spring, pearls of bloom, now shed,
Let my beloved be drenched, returning home instead.
Distance, it is not this season, where is he today?
Velvet mists, these sprays, they fly away,
Velvet mists, these sprays, they fly and play.
This monsoon, let it pour,
Washing colors from my shawl's core,
Soaking body, soul, no more to implore,
Let it pour, oh, let it pour.
The season of rain, the cloud of rain,
The cloud of rain, let it fiercely pour.
A deluge of rain, a string of drops,
A string of drops, breaking forth and pour.
The season of rain, the cloud of rain,
The cloud of rain, let it fiercely pour.
This monsoon, let it pour,
Washing colors from my shawl's core,
Soaking body, soul, no more to implore,
Let it pour, oh, let it pour.
The season of rain, the cloud of rain,
The cloud of rain, let it fiercely pour.
A deluge of rain, a string of drops,
A deluge of rain, a string of drops,
Breaking forth and pour.
The clock of rain, a string of drops,
A string of drops, breaking forth and pour.
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