Chuvia santiaguesa-raining in Santiago- Galician poem (November 2nd, 2005)

I'll try to translate it even when I've wrotten it in Gallego and it'll be difficult and probably will not have the same sense ....

Weekend at my country.

It does nothing but to rain, rain and rain.
Monotony.
Sadness.
Grey.

Wind.
Gusts of wind moving everything.
Removing the sadness.

Rain.

Fin de semana na terra.

Non fai máis que chover, chover e chover.
Monotonía.
Tristeza.
Gris.

Vento.
Rachas de vento que moven todo.
Axitan a tristura.
Chuvia.