I thought its enough to see the same sky
To be frightened about the same thunder
To run under the same pour of rain
But no, not for me.
For this is not the right time
For the sky is so very wide
We'd need forever to marvel
Plenty some more thunders
We'll forget they're frightening
The rain, infinite...
We'll never get tired of dancing beneath
We'll savor every drizzle
Aware they'll keep coming
Though unending, fond of them.