The
dark clouds
Drawing
up its colour
It
paints out the blue and white
The
glaring black in the sky
The
wind change its smooching sound
It
turns strong blowing hard on the trees
It
rattles the roof tiles as if wanting to take away
The
leaves swaying in unison waking up from sleep
The
sky turning black
The
thunder rolling in the sky
It
doesn't hit anybody yet
The
sound of loudness rings
The
rain come in waves
Battling
from the sky to the ground
The
angel tears for our sins
It
cleanses our souls of impurities
Believe
it or not?
It
is hard to say
The
impurities on the rivers
Floating
and rushing along
The
thunder rolling on
The
rain keep beating its song
The
stray cats hide in sheltered places
The
humans watching the rain afraid of its tricks
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