Here the rain is softly falling,
Here the
Greeks are running,
Here the land can come alive again,
Derogara has brought the rain.
Neregera chanted,
O mighty thunder -rack!
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring!
Here the land was dry, dry land,
Till the old man called for rain.
Old
Neregera chanted, chanted,
Sang the magic song for rain.
O mighty thunder -rack!
O mighty thunder -rack!
Ring, ring, ring, ring, thunder -rack!
Listen, listen, oh thunderer,
send us your rain
Pleading, pleading, then demanding
Mighty thunderer, mighty thunderer,
send down your rain
Out of nowhere just visible
wispy clouds were forming
And then, singing down like magic, came the rain,
rain, oh, bring rain, thunderer rain.
Building, building, bigger, blacker,
thunderclouds came
Then, drumming with the music of its
Faster, faster fell the rain
And old
Nergar smiled again
Mighty
Thunderous