Upon the clouds I travel, above you! Through the blue sky when they wander, see I am sitting upon them smiling at you! Invisible I am but see the beauty of the earth sparkling on my eyes during your nights of loneliness! Look at me, oh beloved!
I am the rain in the summer! When the clouds heavy with waters, collected on his long way, shower upon the thirsty soil, come dance with me blissfully! Hold my fingers; I will take you through the way rain walk, amidst the drops of purity!
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