Poor heart feeling pain, when in summer it hears the ringing of rain,
It rains in my heart as on town and on mart, pours down longings that start.. to reign in my heart..!
O, soft ringing of rain.. It rains without reason, in hurt heart fears have lease on.
What..?
no season for treason..!
Do I grieve without reason..!
What most hurts me, that eternally I'll wait.. Don't ask me Why.. For I was not knowing, my sad fate,
I'm dying without love, without Even hate, For on my heart... lies... deadweight.
It rains in my heart as on town and on mart, pours down longings that start.. to reign in my heart..!
O, soft ringing of rain.. It rains without reason, in hurt heart fears have lease on.
What..?
no season for treason..!
Do I grieve without reason..!
What most hurts me, that eternally I'll wait.. Don't ask me Why.. For I was not knowing, my sad fate,
I'm dying without love, without Even hate, For on my heart... lies... deadweight.
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