I`m spinning from the wool of the cloud
the thread transparent and light,
and I hang out
the cloths of rainbows bright,
the bridal veil I braid from the soft sound...

-Knock-Knock - in windows I`m asked,
-Shu-Shu - with bushes I`m whispered.
-Hear-hear - spend the night in the street... -
I`m silent indeed.

I`m rain, I`m a gray-haired bard
of autumn grief.
Oh, colors fresh and a tiny fad
of tender morning lily!
Oh, yellow and fallen leaf
on a back of highway wet and chilly.

I`m rain, I`m rain,
I`m fallen from the endless sky
and silently about it I cry.
My tears flow on wrinkles
of a frozen ground,
I cry about everyone who could be,
but who isn`t living now...