Beautiful rain,precious rain,
Silver drops to add colour to nature,
Heavenly life line for the parched soil.
Nobody minds, neither the bird nor the tree,
All are happy,
Me too.
I run out in the rain,
I hear the leaves drinking the liquid drops,
It clatters on the rooftops,
Pitter patters on window panes,
Gushes out of the overflowing spouts,
Roars down the gutters.
I breathe the blessed rain,
As it falls on me,
Kisses me,
Drums on my head with its pearly drops,
Sings a sweet song to me,
As I twirl and dance in the rain.
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 2:26 AM UTC
Beautiful rain,precious rain,
Silver drops to add colour to nature,
Heavenly life line for the parched soil.
Nobody minds, neither the bird nor the tree,
All are happy,
Me too.
I run out in the rain,
I hear the leaves drinking the liquid drops,
It clatters on the rooftops,
Pitter patters on window panes,
Gushes out of the overflowing spouts,
Roars down the gutters.
I breathe the blessed rain,
As it falls on me,
Kisses me,
Drums on my head with its pearly drops,
Sings a sweet song to me,
As I twirl and dance in the rain.