The rain won't stop
Heavy drops
Of eager waters
Hitting the roof
Making melodies of crackling metals.
As I listen to the rough rhythms
I thought of when it will stop
The flashes of suspicious lightnings
Seem to be warning men
On how mad nature can be.
Heavy drops
Of eager waters
Hitting the roof
Making melodies of crackling metals.
As I listen to the rough rhythms
I thought of when it will stop
The flashes of suspicious lightnings
Seem to be warning men
On how mad nature can be.
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