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You and I owe each other a rain,
the one that seeps through the bones,
the one that awakens the mist in the shadows,
and nourishes the yearnings, the mischievous dreams.
A rain that lulls our doubts,
like a soft song of distant stars,
that overflows the skin and the dead lights
with the eternal touch of sister hands.
Listen to me, love, in the song of the air,
in the sweet taste of a silent kiss,
a rain of laughter, of tears, of seas,
that soaks the soul, that finds the beloved.
May it fall relentlessly, may it water the fields
where memories and longings bloom together,
where the sun rises in an eternal embrace
and the sky is painted with a thousand hopes.
You and I owe each other this rain,
that torrent that calms the sleeplessness,
a symphony of love and madness,
that sinks our souls in an eternal longing.