Coisas que escrevi há mil anos atrás I

Rainy Days

Outside, the rain falls gently
Like a curtain of cold tears
The leaves on the trees seam to dance to the sound of the wind
Dark clouds cover a sky that was blue

For a few moments,
A hopeful streak of sunlight touches my window
But soon dissapears

Then, I hear a song
That reminds me of you
And the memories become tears
Just like the ones outside

Soon it will stop
The rain, the song, the tears
Soon I will fall asleep

But no other night will be like tonight
When a song became my tears
and my tears became rain

1988