Rain
Rain
Allow me to be that rain
Who does conspiracy.
Allow me to be that rain
Whose accomplice, the Zephyr
Sacks the umbrella from job
And blows your veil to oblivion.
Yes, allow me to be that rain
Which touches you,
And wets you with its gush.
Yes, allow me to be that rain
Which your towel takes much time
To wipe out from your soma.
