Under the rain you see people thinking
always in what place he will be wrong ...
Thinking where you are going to arrive, where it comes from,
what he wants, what he will give ...
People and stories go under the rain,
the moments go, looking for the reasons,
the chance in the middle of the rain goes,
she walks in mirrors fed up with flying,
I'm still here between sheets and music, where will you be?
It rains, drowning reflections hurt,
What do you want? I feel like seeing you, and it hurts.
Good and bad people go in the rain,
all equally, the poor, the rich,
the stressed and the vulgar, and in the middle of the rain they go,
beginnings and endings, drop by drop will make of struggles and truces,
unique lives, where will you be?
It rains, your hair gets wet and hurts,
It does not matter so much but today it rains ... it rains.
The rain girl wraps everything, do not get sad,
also to that woman, that I once lost,
the sky is a mirror about to split,
is pouring time on the gray asphalt,
the flurries of doubts are unbearable
and the deluges of memories never end ...
In the rain they go ... it does not matter so much, but today it rains.
In the rain they come and go ... and they come.
It hurts so much that your hair gets wet walking.
Retreat in that corner under the heart
It hurts, it hurts ...
it hurts me so much that your hair gets wet walking
It hurts ... and it hurts, it does not matter that much, but today it hurts.
Go you, I go ... goes the whole world, heart.
It does not matter so much, but today it hurts ...
Refuge and it hurts
Today hurts
Only among all we can make this a better place :)