La pluie

Every time you cry
You make me shiver inside.
For each drop of tear
That your eyes shed
It is a peace of my heart
That is crushed.

My dear, my love
Don’t let injustices
Destroy your world.
There’s no smile on my face
While there’s no joy in yours.
Please, don’t make me have to pray.

For you I’d make the world fair,
I’d make the sun sweeter,
I’d make its light brighter.
I’d turn my life upside down,
I’d give up beautiful clouds,
I’d give up pleasant sounds.

I’d give up my talents,
My wishes, my faith.
I’d give up my luck,
I’d give up my grace.
I’m going to give you
All of my smooth elements,
For your happiness, I’m going to trace.

Autora: Julia Niemeyer