Drizzle, drizzle, clouds of kohl descend,
Oh, the rain begins to pour,
Mercy, oh mercy,
Love for my absent beloved,
In my heart, a burning fire,
Oh, the clouds begin to pour.
Drizzle, drizzle, clouds of kohl descend,
Oh, the rain begins to pour,
Mercy, oh mercy,
Love for my absent beloved,
In my heart, a burning fire,
Oh, the clouds begin to pour.
Already wounded by love's arrow,
Like the *Papiha* bird, I cry his name,
A tempest arrives, my fragile soul,
For my love, a restless yearning,
Oh, the clouds begin to pour.
Drizzle, drizzle, clouds of kohl descend.
Upon me, lightning strikes and falls,
Yet, my beloved's face, memory it thwarts,
Helpless is shame, the wind a hope,
My veil, it slips and slides,
Oh, the clouds begin to pour.
Drizzle, drizzle, clouds of kohl descend.
A hundred times the showers have fallen,
But now, a different spring awakens,
What strange rain has fallen this time,
A fire, it burns and flares,
Oh, the clouds begin to pour.
Drizzle, drizzle, clouds of kohl descend,
Oh, the rain begins to pour,
Mercy, oh mercy,
Love for my absent beloved,
In my heart, a burning fire,
Oh, the clouds begin to pour.
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