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They called out in yearning one morning, and said:

ุชู†ุงุฏูˆุง ุธุงุนู†ูŠู† ุบุฏุงุฉ ู‚ุงู„ูˆุง

1. They called out in yearning one morning, and said:
โ€œThe land has been blessed with abundant rain.โ€

ูก. ุชูŽู†ุงุฏูŽูˆุง ุธูŽุงุนูู†ูŠู†ูŽ ุบูŽุฏุงุฉูŽ ู‚ุงู„ูˆุง
ุฃูŽุตุงุจูŽ ุงู„ุฃูŽุฑุถูŽ ู…ูู† ู…ูŽุทูŽุฑู ู…ูุตูŠุจู

2. Perhaps flashes of lightning may give hope,
But fade away having no share therein.

ูข. ู„ูŽุนูŽู„ู‘ูŽ ุดูŽูˆุงุฆูู…ุงู‹ ุฑูŽู…ูŽู‚ูŽุช ูˆูŽู…ูŠุถุงู‹
ุชูŽุจูŠุฏู ูˆูŽู…ุง ู„ูŽู‡ุง ููŠู‡ู ู†ูŽุตูŠุจู

3. And souls may survive in barren lands,
While prosperity destroys its people.

ูฃ. ูˆูŽู‚ูŽุฏ ุชูŽู†ุฌูˆ ุงู„ู†ูููˆุณู ุจูุฃูŽุฑุถู ุฌูŽุฏุจู
ูˆูŽูŠูู‡ู„ููƒู ุฃูŽู‡ู„ูŽู‡ู ุงู„ู…ูŽุบู†ู‰ ุงู„ุฎูŽุตูŠุจู