I am in a melancholy
And all this shining glory
Of sunny days is going
By the other side of me.
There are no smiling faces
And all is seems so tastless
But sky is coming restless,
Twisting my sobriety.
The song of thunder coming in
And rain is driving all my things
I feel me flying on the wings
Without regret for my unperfection.
It's raining! Happiness I feel,
I think my dreams are coming real,
And how I can be standing still?
I'm dancing, I'd forget all my tension.
Rain
© Copyright: Борис Смыслов, 2005
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