WHEN THE MAY RAIN COMES
Green are the streets
The asfalt is glistening
When the dust of the day
Will be washed away
The windows are closed
And the rain is dripping
From sill to sill
And down to the ground
When the May rain comes...
Very young are the leaves
of the trees and the shrubs
And tiny flowers grow
In the roadside ditch...
The asfalt is glistening
When the dust of the day
Will be washed away
The windows are closed
And the rain is dripping
From sill to sill
And down to the ground
When the May rain comes...
Very young are the leaves
of the trees and the shrubs
And tiny flowers grow
In the roadside ditch...
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