Let the clouds roar, let the parched earth drink,
Grant water again, O Lord, I implore.
Let the clouds roar, let the parched earth drink,
Grant water again, O Lord, I implore.
To the birds, seeds; to the children, sweet grace,
Grant sugar-coated treats, O Lord, I implore.
Let the clouds roar, let the parched earth drink,
Grant water again, O Lord, I implore.
Two plus two, always they say, equals four,
But is that the truth, the whole story?
Two plus two, always they say, equals four,
But is that the truth, the whole story?
To the wise, a touch of sweet folly,
Grant a little madness, O Lord, I implore.
To the birds, seeds; to the children, sweet grace,
Grant sugar-coated treats, O Lord, I implore.
Let the clouds roar, let the parched earth drink,
Grant water again, O Lord, I implore.
Relight the poisoned chalice,
Let new crosses gleam.
Relight the poisoned chalice,
Let new crosses gleam.
In a world of lies, give truth its fire,
Grant truth its radiance, O Lord, I implore.
To the birds, seeds; to the children, sweet grace,
Grant sugar-coated treats, O Lord, I implore.
Let the clouds roar, let the parched earth drink,
Grant water again, O Lord, I implore.
Break free from the idol,
Scatter wide, in every place.
Break free from the idol,
Scatter wide, in every place.
To the temple, a Mira, lost to love,
Grant a devotee's madness, O Lord, I implore.
To the birds, seeds; to the children, sweet grace,
Grant sugar-coated treats, O Lord, I implore.
Let the clouds roar, let the parched earth drink,
Grant water again, O Lord, I implore.
With you present, why should any be a foe?
With you present, why should any be a foe?
To those who live, the ease of dying,
Grant them a gentle passing, O Lord, I implore.
To the birds, seeds; to the children, sweet grace,
Grant sugar-coated treats, O Lord, I implore.
Let the clouds roar, let the parched earth drink,
Grant water again, O Lord, I implore.
Grant water again, O Lord, I implore.
Grant water again, O Lord, I implore.
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