Can already hear the music.
The stiffness of the air is finally taking a bow.
The moon is hiding behind the dark clouds,
and the night is reigning like a queen
The little stars are on a holiday,
swimming in the pool of joy.
Birds are taking a shelter,
between the roof and the ground.
The wind is flying as high as it can,
taking away all the pain and gloom.
The drops are already rhyming with the sea…
The beautiful rain is back again.