O Father, the Lord of Goodwill
Min land is barren and thirsty
Art dying waterless, grant rain timely
Shall thee drench Earth with water
Shall thee save us from this slaughter
Sun, the bee, shall leave on its own
But you are helpful enough, to be praised and known
Amen!
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