what a perfect time for rain to start, 
what a familiar feeling inside 
of me, so tired of the need to depart 
and of the feelings and thoughts I have to hide. 
nothing lasts longer then a blink of an eye. 
it all ends, leaving nothing but the pain. 
all we can - go both forward and behind, 
hoping that we’d learn something on the way. 

the day is dark and it’s dark inside 
of me, but somehow I like it this way. 
the sound of falling raindrops seems divine. 
I don’t want this feeling to vanish away. 
but nothing lasts longer then a blink of an eye 
and I know that soon the rain will end. 
all will disappear, ‘cos there’s no use to try 
to make it all last longer, there would soon be another rain.