A Lady, Sun and Rain

In the world, of that year,

A lady living in a quiet street of a city rather large,

Looked at the sun after rain,

And then thought of conditions in her home.

She was pretty,

And she hadn’t liked the rain.

And now a wind came,

And blew wet green leaves, and twigs, and other things along the wet street.

O lady, thinking of conditions in the home,

Who didn’t like the rain,

Though you are pretty,

O lady, O lady,

Rain is in the world,

And the sun is in the world,

Along with conditions in the home;

And rain is beautiful, and the sun is beautiful,

And more.