That Rain

[Marcus Nalgaber]

That Rain

 

 

It rains
It rains
in the night of my soul
while the hours walk
lost in the distance
It rains
It rains
in my eyes and in my face
a water of salt and almonds
that transforms me in nostalgia
that transforms me in nostalgia
And under that rain
the shadows are no longer shadows 
but wells that are filled 
with the echoes of my childhood 
with the echoes of my childhood
it rains life
it rains crying
it rains seas of words 
that are nothing today 
it rains life
it rains crying
it rains seas of words 
that are nothing today
It rains
In the kisses that I gave
that I gave gave gave
In the kisses that I gave
that I gave gave gave