چشمام رو باز کردم

و تو بارون به بالا نگاه کردم

قطره بارون افتاد تو سرم

و رفت توی مغزم

و از اون وقت توی رختخواب که دراز می کشم

فقط صدای شُر شُر بارون رو می شنوم
I opened my eyes
and looked up at the rain
and it dripped in my brain
and flowed into my brain
and all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishty-slosh of the rain in my head.
I step very softly
I walk very slow
I can't do a handstand
I might overflow
So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said
I'm just not the same since there's rain in
my head

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