Rain sleep

He's got a rainbow flying behind him.,
It's like a ray blinding her eyes,
The touch of a hand easy like a breeze,
Human feelings mixed the whole palette ...
Now it's cold, the scorching sun,
Then the dream day, the confusion of night,
Perhaps this was all and not necessarily
Need for this rain guests ...
Started as a thunderstorm, like a hurricane,
Don't let me touch him, don't!
And then suddenly rest and sadness,
For the anxiety of terrible regret ...
For the wind and the fire,
Which did not overcome the pain of the heart,
For the audience or behind the scenes like this,
That turned out to be a sycamore and willow ...
And so it seemed that there are so many people,
There's so much noise, so much human prejudice.,
Actually only a few tired trees.
Laughing in the corner of a stone lion ...
Where is the reality took those keys
Opened the door to the thunderstorms and rain,
He opened his eyes in the night and the hurricane
And you told him: it's someone else's, don't you?
Too already the simplicity.
Maybe convenient, but it doesn't go,
Not to run, not to fly headlong.
You thought the rain and then came love ...