But the wind is not like the rain
and the sun is not like the storm
But I've noticed the silent pain
which has been blinded for long.
It's a kind of love that I've seen
which leaves no one in the dark
But I've walked through the rain
and never let no one be in the dark.
In the storm, I've found the sun
and the shine is not like the storm
And the woman like me
has seen the light of love.
In the storm, I've found the sun,
and the shine is not like the storm.
And the woman like me
has seen the light of love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem