The sky cries tears of cooling rain,
The stars concealed among the clouds;
The moon, while sleeping, hides her pain
While thunder's anger is much too loud.
And roses daydream of the dawn.
The sky cries tears of cooling rain,
The stars concealed among the clouds;
The moon, while sleeping, hides her pain
While thunder's anger is much too loud.
And roses daydream of the dawn.