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