It's already midnight and i'm watching the moon
When i hear the rain, it's so beatiful
I went to my bed, i try to sleep
But the pouring rain won't let me dream

So, let's listen to the rain and try to think
That the sickness and sadness are sended to hell
Let's listen to the rain and try to think
That the sickness and sadness are sended to hell

My head is so messy thanks to my insecurities
Maybe some music would let me sleep
Some songs of MARINA and a little bit of Lana
But they make it worse, so much worse

So, let's listen to the rain and try to think
That the sickness and sadness are sended to hell
Let's listen to the rain and try to think
That the sickness and sadness are sended to hell

(Won't let me dream)
(So much worse)