It's raining, there's no umbrella
There are no pot leaves on the balcony
This is the untimely cloud that has descended
There is no joy in anyone's eyes.
There are no flowers in this rain
This rain does not sing the song of rain
The rainy day says I don't know him
I do not know whose daughter this rain!

Yet look at the November rain in the field
Cauliflower soaking is an accident
The drop of water fell on the seam
Whose eyes are tricked in sad's palanquin!

November rain brings the tone of pain
This is the last time you see me
Now my vacation will fall
Winter will come under the blanket of fog