'it's raining in love' 'love' 'rain' 'sadness' 'tears'

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The drought is coming to an end Soon there will be a downpour   Tears don’t come easily to me My dry cheeks will be A sea  
When the sun from the west sets You will now become that sadness Because I think I will not be able to call you again So I called you once more No matter how hard I shout to you
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