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I stop the music and place my headset on my desk,

Putting an end to the rhythmical but fabricated melody

I look out the window and gaze at the surrounding

The sky has poured its perfect blessing

Yes, rain, rain, rain!

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Oh, the sound it lashes out is so rhythmical,

And the energy it unleashes is so powerful

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The rain’s beauty lies in its non-fabricated melody

As it is composed by Mother Nature with pure honesty

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So I take off my shoes and run out

Closing my eyes, I feel myself is roiling in excitement

When the rain touches my skin

And caresses my soul

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Suddenly I start swaying in gaiety

I dance under the rain

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Come, my friends, join me!

Dancing under the rain is a delicate beauty!

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