The eastern wind breeze brings an eerie feeling,
That the monsoon clouds are soon coming,
There is a strange silence in the ears,
The sky gets darker and darker,
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The flash of lightning illuminates the dark skies,
The sound of thunder fills the heart with fear.
The rain starts coming down,
Slowly at first, but heavy little later,
The gutters and drainages suddenly fill up,
And water starts flowing down the streets.
Children take off their shirts,
They shower and dance in the sprinkling rain,
Their joy and free spirit,
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Fills the hearts of onlookers with joyous music,
The little paper boats start to float down the street,
Till they drown into the swallowing streams.