Born in the season of the rains My colour skin is like your hair My eyes are the marks of your weeping I live under your sign, as a lovely spirit
'I wander the world without finding my destiny In this way they call me... In this way I claim my throne The son of the rain, the eternal weeping'
My crying are heard in all the earth While the wolves howl for the lost son Run through the moon! Cover the light! Blacken the sky! Take me to the blue nebulah Where I'll feel free And my soul could rest its weepings
'It's me, mother, look at my eyes Touch me with your robe And at last I will can rest in your eternal' lap I will follow on plogughing the earth Wandering the world Because my sad spirit is eternal Although I really know
'When you cover the sky My soul see its reflections And my face will smile again Because his mother recongize his son Son of the rain! My divine rain!'