The day is in motion

Expecting a spree of sunlight

I gaze through the windows

Rain, Sprinkling Rain.

Following my instincts

With the desire to take a stroll

I make my way down the streets

Rain, Sprinkling Rain.

High and low, wide and tall

The city is a maze

As it is already hard to complete the race

Rain, Sprinkling Rain.

Yet it is a privilege

Just to amaze

The chicklets of water on my face

Rain, Sprinkling Rain.

Oh my sweet city

What will I do without you

Beauty and the scenery of coolness

Rain, Sprinkling Rain.