The Rain Song کے بول

Water, Oh water I need your sweet caress... When... I am a sick child, a sad man; I am an eagle without wings. I taste my pain day after day, And i feel an old blade... Then, then i am sure... I want your strength. Storm in my mind, Storm in my eyes and in my soul. The song of the rain is my charm. While... I am a fool in this white room; I am a dolphin with no sea. I taste my pain day after day, And i feel an old blade... Then, then i am sure... I want your strength.