Droplets of water drive themselves against my window
How much I long to be with them
I dream to dance in the rain
To throw myself in a mad craze
In tune with the symphony of life
But my mother says no, you’ll catch a cold
Your clothes will become wet
She says that outside it is miserable
What could possibly be sad about such magic
And water in the air
How much I long to be with them
I dream to dance in the rain
To throw myself in a mad craze
In tune with the symphony of life
But my mother says no, you’ll catch a cold
Your clothes will become wet
She says that outside it is miserable
What could possibly be sad about such magic
And water in the air
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