Rain - Water Poem Series 1
Rain
When soft breezes blow
Myavati Mingyi U Sa
Rare fragrance spreads
From the saga flowers
Growing on the not far-off
Mountain of the Giant's Palace.
Dark becomes the horizon
Enveloping us from the south in gloom.
Melancholy assails my heart.
Oh, Rain God, do not cause us sorrow!
Do not cause us sorrow, Rain down and
All the eight directions will look gloomy.
And the rain will sadden us in many ways.
Myavati Mingyi U Sa (1766-1853 CE.) was not only a great poet but also one ox the most remarkable creators and preservers of Surmesc music. He is the composer of the celebrated FItumachana Thachingan.
Source
BURMESE CLASSICAL POEMS (Page - 17)
SELECTED and TRANSLATED
by
The Most Rev. FRIEDRICH V. LUSTIG
Buddhist Archbishop of Latvia
BURMESE CLASSICAL POEMS (Page - 17)
SELECTED and TRANSLATED
by
The Most Rev. FRIEDRICH V. LUSTIG
Buddhist Archbishop of Latvia
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