Come Here, It Is Raining

Under the shade of a gentle tree Listening the songs of the wind Cracking its way to my ears Time of rain, the time is near And when it comes You can see the frogs dance In the ponds of green mold And green moss And the birds hide With me under the tree Getting wet That's what they fear Let the frog dance in the rain! You don't dance here! You will get wet! Come to me! Just come here!