[The Rain, The Rain, The Rain]
I leave during the autumn, fog follows me slowly
The runway rolls through hazy fields
'Neath furrows breathes God
Yet it is only your warmth glowing in me
And it is raining on and on
Tumbling down on my heart
In torrents it's falling on everything
It's tumbling down on my soul
On roof tiles and gardens
It's falling, falling on everything
You carry your heart already in the depths of dank clouds
The rain, old and great already falling down plunging on the earth
And I shall be the mist in a city long gone
The time roaming on streets deceased
And it is raining on and on
Tumbling down on my heart
In torrents it's falling on everything
It's tumbling down on my soul
On roof tiles and gardens
It's falling, falling on еverything