Yes, the rain was coming, yes, the rain was coming, I remember well, like the end of the story, when one goes to dream, yes, the rain came, I remember well... I whispered, "Who can take this crazy heart from me?" Its so much that I give him this heart and hand and he doesnt ask anything, another sample word after his look, yes, it was raining, I remember well... Yes, the
rain was coming, I remember well, there was a sunset on your cheeks, two drops at the end of which you did not say it was rain or tears in your eyes, but it doesnt matter, the work has passed, my heart is no longer in place, yes the rain was coming, I remember well, yes the rain was coming, I remember well...
Many years ago, I saw you in my dream with a wet cheek, I couldnt ask if it was raining or tears in your eyes, I couldnt ask there...
