The hot and humid day in the Summer,
And late and hard shower rains on the City
We are bound to Ja-Ho-Ya go through the shower,
‘Cause there is the old remembrance and comfortability.
It wakes us that the remembrance, and we drink for future..
In mingled world, only we found the place,
Where to be ages, but ‘twas the accustomed picture,
And whenever visiting, where we can find the piece.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem