You lie there on your bed
So lovely and so bored
Waiting for it to clear
Like you did yesterday, and the day before
Waiting for the world to dry
For the gray clouds to break
For an infusion of sunlight, and for a rainbow, too.
It’s not going to happen today, you know,
It will keep on raining, raining, raining
Raining as if it’s a Biblical flood,
Raining as if it’s the end of the world.
Grab my hand and let’s run out!
Let’s stroll down the glassy streets
Let’s listen to the music of the wind and leaves
Let’s splash through the puddles
Let’s forget our umbrella
Let’s dance, let’s hug, let’s hold hands in the rain
Let’s not be afraid of getting wet,
Let’s not be afraid of pneumonia
(If we end up in hospital,
We’ll ask them to put us in the same bed)
Let’s be for a while
Wild like the wind, hectic like the rain,
Let’s be less than comfortable
More than rational,
Let’s shiver, let’s be afraid
Of the thunder and the lightning
For how can we appreciate the warmth,
The softness of our comfortable beds
The quietness of our lives
If we don’t shiver a little before
In the thunder and the cold?