Will it rain,on this summer eve?
Will it rock,ringing far away plains?
just as a desert,thorns pricking me,
Its those drops that I look forward to.
seems a dream,to distant to be true,
It seems self mockery to crowd I know;
No water offered so soothe your soul
only summer rain can bring corpse a life.
Weren't u loud enogh to reach our ears?
Weren't melody enough to drench our hearts?
Music is waht u have done,and will ever
This time u lost against the worst...
Parikrama,u lost,do u know?
I don't beleive,neither do I want to...
all i know is u fall bleeding in the desert,
not a single drop is going to rain on you...
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