Rain

Praise the white-handed queen

The gold and the green I give to her

From this broken heart

By nail and by tooth

The blood of my youth flows over herFalling like the rain.

Falling like the rain.

Falling like the rain.Praise the truth come to light

The valley of night she gives to me

From her empty heart

By silence and shame

The poison and pain flows over meFalling like the rain.

Falling like the rain.

Falling like the rain.

Falling like the rain.