Again the rain, the falling rain again...
I'm gonna touch the glass without explain.
I breathe and find the islet, pretty place,
And kiss the glass instead of lips and face.
Again the rain... It's raining here and there,
And now I would survive myself nowhere.
My islet overflows from every side
And it's alone like me in ocean tide...
Chorus: And I'm flying to unknown lands.
I beg you not to vanish, ah, my friends.
Again the rain, the falling rain again...
I'm gonna touch the glass without explain.
I breathe and find the islet, pretty place,
And kiss the glass instead of lips and face.
Chorus.
Again the rain...
© Copyright: Юрий Розвадовский, 2008
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