Для тех, кто не понимает по-англ.: про дождь и про жизнь -)
She's walking in the rain, Her feet becoming wet, Empty streets swallowing up her pain. Yet, she overcame her shame, She's striving to recover, But, yes, she lost this fight, Cause now the battle is over. And at the fist sight of it She wanted more.
She jumps across the puddles, She builds her castles in the air, Piecing together her puzzles And heading for nowhere. She's all inside against the norms, She breaks into into the storms, But now she's lost again In that pouring rain... And I just feel the same today.
Surrounded by the casual things, She is so silent inside, And if she stops no one will pull the strings for her And lead her to the faraway light.