T'was a little drop of water from the sky

That brought the little drop of water in my eyes.

Then there were million drops of those

And all I could was to keep my eyes closed.

I thought and thought and saw a blank picture

Filled with all the joy of a creature.

And then I remembered that old native song

On rainy days which was sang all day long.

"Rainy day means a flower - a gift,

Rainy day means the sorrow shall drift;

Rainy day means a garden of peace:

Rainy day means a sweet wet kiss!"

But the old song is too old now,

As the singers are no more now.

When I think about those days,

Seems to be joyous, be gay!

And the tear of joy scrambles down from my eyes,

And the little drops of water keep falling from the sky.


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