Showers of mountains call the rain for me
I want to fly where their sky never ends
I want to sleep where their perfume waits
Showers of rain awakens my desires
I want to breath their passionate kiss
I want to drown where their love once sank

Falling where I belong but not where I survive
Their short earthy skin was almost there
Rains again and their souls touching the last sin
The right bitter taste the wrong chosen
path
Rains again and their crying hands
holding tears  

I want to taste their forgotten silence, their last resting silence
I want to write about their goddness moon
and their betrayal fear  
Rain fighting battles of mortals where no one wins
Showers of mountains and wind and earth, call them again for me.