VISITORS

Who is knocking on our windows?
Those tiny raindrops of rain
As if they were trying to tell us something
The sun was just covered by a dark cloud

Drip drip drip

Coming down from the sky
Giving life to the city
What are the angels crying
They watered the quiet gardens of the cities

Drip drip drip

The streets and parks were already wet
The bravest ones found place on your lips
When will we jump over puddles again?
Will the sun rise?

Drip drip drip

(18.06.2023)