The rains, a mere pretense, a veil,
The rains, a mere pretense, a veil,
My eyes were destined to weep and wail.
The rains, a mere pretense, a veil.
I embraced sorrow, a kinship grown,
I embraced sorrow, a kinship grown,
A bond with pain, a friend well-known,
A friend from ages, seeds were sown.
My eyes were destined to weep and wail.
The rains, a mere pretense, a veil.
When joy was light, no burden felt,
When joy was light, no burden felt,
What a time, a world that dealt,
A memory the heart has dealt.
My eyes were destined to weep and wail.
The rains, a mere pretense, a veil.
No prayer could bring what fate decreed,
No prayer could bring what fate decreed,
What was meant to be, meant to be,
The soul's deep knowing, wild and free.
My eyes were destined to weep and wail.
The rains, a mere pretense, a veil.
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