The rain draws your sad silhouette, Madonna,
On the wet window for me again
I see the sadness of your clear eyes,
As if for the first time
The rain will draw your portrait, Madonna
But if I touch the window with my hand
Your image instantly disappears, Madonna
If I close my eyes, the water draws
Your sadness on the window again, Madonna
But the rain draws your ethereal
And heavenly living image in vain, Madonna
This dream is so beautiful,
Through the silence of time
You have been coming to me all my life, Madonna
But if I touch the window with my hand
Your image instantly disappears, Madonna
If I close my eyes, the water draws
Your sadness on the window again, Madonna