Aaaain, the rain begins to fall,
A silver curtain, soft and small.
Each drop, a kiss from skies above,
A whispered hymn, a song of love.

Aaaain, the earth drinks deep and wide,
Where dreams and roots in shadows hide.
The mist, it dances through the air,
With magic laced in every tear.

Aaaain, the thunder softly hums,
Like ancient drums, the rhythm comes.
Between the clouds, the secrets flow,
In every storm, the mystics know.

Aaaain, the rain cleanses the soul,
A journey endless, wild and whole.
In every drop, the truth we find,
A cosmic dance of heart and mind.