When the rains poured down
Literal translation:It was bleak, the peccaries were absent, as if they'd been stolen;A somewhat more poetic translation:
On the mountains, all the plants failing to sprout;
The bare rocks seemed like cruel scimitars.But then no dragons' claws pierced us;
All the children jumped around laughing, amusing me;
And once more began to sprout the crushed plants.Because at last returned the welcome rains.
It was bleak, the peccaries gone, as if we were robbed.
On the mountains, all the plants had failed to sprout.
The bare rocks seemed like cruel scimitars.But no fierce dragons' claws had pierced us then,
The children jumped for joy, to my delight,
And trampled plants began to grow once more,For the long-awaited rains at last returned.