Walking in the rain It was getting cold Walking to your side far too long Standing for a while Knocking at your door – «knock-knock» I wouldn’t mind to say hello. Once again Let us talk about sex, my friend… Drops are falling over now and then, Rain drops keep on falling down… Hear these sounds, Going round and round, the water falls. If I brake the window and the walls, Will you see morning flow? Whistling little notes, clicking fingertips, Dancing on my toes, moving lips… Just a common song after silent days Singing on my own at your place