The water comes from the sky again, water
We all are one-to-one with it
Someone begs me not to leave
And someone's fence had been gnawed away
The water comes from the sky again
The rain poured it for both of us
Recently, there was a spring, there's a redhead autumn already
The year has passed, as if it was washing us with water
What has changed, what is left?
Is it what for everyone was cold?
There's a hand in my hand
There's an aim for these hands to be together
How many of us aim to miracles?
Every third, or maybe each one
After the downpour, in the morning, which is the one for everyone
Maybe we'll have what we haven't got yet
Pour, downpour, pour
Clean us up from the dirt
Summer rain
We are tired, as never before, of the winter
Pour, downpour, pour
So unlikely I would be the same as before
I'm just asking for the May downpours
Let the rain pour and wash the winter away
The water comes from the sky again, water
We all are one-to-one with it
A glassy-eyed lying beast
Has cracked a billion of families
What has changed, what is left?
The news hit the roof
Brother fights against brother – the greatest horror
Me and you are those brothers now
There's no "them"
This land is plowed by us
Do you want my blood? Take it!
We both have the red one
So don't bring trouble to our houses
We all are going to the water, and we came out of the water
But no one of those who will be young
Is erased from the memory... Forever now
Pour, downpour, pour
Clean us up from the dirt
Summer rain
We are tired, as never before, of the winter
Pour, downpour, pour
So unlikely I would be the same as before
I'm just asking for the May downpours
Let the rain pour and wash the winter away
I didn't like the rain before, pour
Wet and gross, so sharp
Being a child, I was not so indifferent to puddles
Though I was bearing it and waiting for it to end
And sun comes again, and the roof is dry
But today the rain is different, or is it me
So pour, pour, pour, pour!
We've seen how snow turns red , – pour!
How people hug each other
Mines*, I'm so proud of you and I'm so afraid
That I will see again how they set against
Will tell that they're someone's enemies, – pour!
And the one would believe in all evil horrors, – pour!
Pour, downpour, pour, pour, pour!