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When the rain is far from here
The summer’s welcomes near
When the sun sets on the water
The evening’s color tends to wither
When the dolphins leap up in the air
You know the sky is mild and clear
With the sun going down
The heat beats and cools the ground
To the sphere it restores calm
When the drums sound from a far
The shadows come out to dance
In their rhythms they differ
When the songbirds are long asleep
You can hear the wolves as they weep
When the rays of the moon fade
The stars washes out their shades
From the east you can see it rise
With it, zealous hopes it carries