I love the summer rain
the air of quiet and freedom.
You who smile and don't speak
clap your hands in time
I love the smell of water
on this hungry earth.
You who grab my hands
already take the first steps
This little magic
is not a dream it is not a ruthless chimera
and I almost begin to believe
that happiness will embrace this life
I love the summer rain
this countryside that listens to
the voices of old ghosts
the mountain and its laments
I love the smell of water
on this hungry earth
you who smile and don't speak
and with your eyes you embrace me
This little magic
is not a dream, it is not a ruthless chimera
and I almost begin to believe
that happiness will embrace this life
and I almost begin to believe
That happiness will embrace this life
This little magic

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