Isolated Rain💤💧

 

Desolate rain, desolate rain!

Unstoppable, solemn, and chill!

The way it drips on the foggy window,

What a drenching it is on the gloomy sill!

Oh, what a spectacle of anguish and famine!

I'd like to hear the wind waking up.

To a ferocious and windy birth,

It's possible to spice up this monotonous refrain.

Desolate rain, desolate rain, desolate rain, desolate rain, desolate rain, deso

Heaven's heart seemed to be breaking.

Over the fallen soil, in weeping,

And again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again

We're listening to a gloomy tune.

The hushed, icy monotone—

Whose spirit resounds with a mystic groan—

Rain, bereft rain, bereft rain, bereft rain, bereft rain

The gentle, despondent rain!💤💧💙