Tender Rain...

Come to me,

oh tender rain...

Let me be my guard...

please be my only sword...

I just want you to feel

the truth inside my word.

Today is the date

we're gonna slain the pain...

Who cares about height,

thoughness or weight...

The melody of the rain

is my only weapon

against the brink of death.

Walking 24/7

with my head running the Indies.

I won't get outta here

since that start begins to link.

I just wanna go far with this choice...

I don't want any sword but you,

oh, echo of my voice.

So, help me, tender rain

to push away the pain

and walking along my soul

to find a brand new day.

Autor:  Alejandro Salvatierra

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