Views, what can they tell
Of the roaming sounds of surfs
I once saw faces in the sky
Now all I see is time passing by
How can I explain
That I find comfort in rain
Come on, poet, sing songs for me
Come on poet, sing your songs for me
Just for me, come on poet.
Standing at the shore within a stormy night
The raindrops in the sea
All part of the infinity
Come on, poet, sing songs for me
Come on poet, sing your songs for me
Just for me, come on poet.
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