Angry skies, I frowned,
And the rain comes, almost the whole three days.
Nature you crying, and crying earth,
Angry skies, I frowned.
And tears started to flow, my two cheeks,
We cry together, not knowing their evil.
The sky in tears, the land of the abyss,
Frowned the sky, the earth, all in a quagmire.
And not who will not see? From where the tear?
From where in the sky? And the sadness and longing.
We cry in heaven, but crying on the ground.
Chirik V.V. CENTURIES g. 17:10
Angry skies
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