Rain comes from the east one night.
We watch it come.
To hang like beaded curtains till the morning sun.
Water dripping from our clothes.
You, with raindrops on your nose
Ask me sadly,
«Please don't go away, love.»
«Till the rain is done,» I say, «I'll stay now.»
Rain outside but inside we don't mind at all.
Shadows by the fire
Slowly climb and fall.
Kisses fade and leave no trace.
Whispers vanish into space.
None will send me on a chase to nowhere.
What matters if I were the first to go there?
Morning comes up from the east.
We watch it come.
And far away now rolls the angry rain god's drum.
You, with daybreak in your eyes
Afraid to speak for telling lies.
I watch you search for some reply
to lend me.
But when the rain is done we'll stop pretending.