But That Rain Never Drops

The vines in a bower want to sway in the breeze, A lonesome brook wants to run zigzag From a mountain foot, But the rain never drops! A rainbow wants to expands its Dazzling beauty in the horizon, But the rain never drops! Dusts and dark smoke I breathe in the deceptive air, But the rain never drops! Every day at the dead end of a narrow alley Wind blows and whirls in the sky, Lightning dazzles at the edge of darkness, But the rain never drops, Like clouds my prodigious desires and Dry hopes traverse from valley to valley, But the rain never drops, The rain never drops In my weary, thirsty and longing pool, Like an anxious bird I return to my nest, But the rain never drops!