Hold my hands let’s walk in the rain Let’s ameliorate all the pain Tie it to the sinkers of a seine Into the rivers it shall all drain Then we continue our stroll till we reach Spain
Let’s dance to the tune of the raindrops With the sound of the waters gurgling over the rocks Then we shall go for a barhop In every bar and then walk on the streets like gawks Till we are being chased by cops
We would then sail off the shores of Barcelona Till we hit the coast of Italia Where we would ingest your favorite meal, polenta And get to know each other’s persona The persona as sweet as a Turkish baklava