Delicpictures: Pequeña Vidita

jueves, 3 de marzo de 2011

Pequeña Vidita

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The Rain Song

This is the spring time of my loving
The second season I'm to know
You're the sunlight in my growing
So little warmth I've felt before
It isn't hard to feel me glowing
I watched the fire that grew so long...

This is the summer of my smiles
Flee from me, keepers of the gloom
Speak to me only with your eyes
It is to you I give this tune
Ain't so hard to recognize, oh
These things are clear to all from time to time

I felt the coldness of my winter
I never thought you would ever go
I cursed the gloom that set upon us
But I know that I love you so
Oh, but I know that I love you so

These are the seasons of emotion
And like the wind, they rise and fall
This is the wonder of devotion
I see the torch we all must hold
This is the mistery of the quotient
Upon us all a little rain must fall
Just a little rain... Oh yeah