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First Night Rain

This night rain flatter my town
She sneaked up our curtains
And let her waves wrestle with them
The breeze blew out the candlelights
When the thunder howl in his deep voice
Each time the lightning appears
Be sure to wait for some rumbling
Yet the downpour clapping outside
Just by the dark and slippery balcony
Tries to let the pata-pata cover all sound

Now the lightning takes more images
Printing her ephemeral stuff on curtains
I only pity the tough rooftops
Those that suffer the rain drumming
And the growling of the thunder

Pleasant memories of cold night rains
When the rains combine with windy evenings
To give an extraordinary lullaby to man


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