The drops of the mystic rains

 The drops of the mystic rains,
  above the floor of my pains.
The lovely spring is singing again,
 I am still wandering in my pains.

The drops of the mystic rains,
enters so calmly into world of my pains.
Telling me to refrain from the spring,
Into  the memories,
Into the shadows of the drops that are so insane.

The drops of the mystic rains,
into the love of my heart.
Standing at a small corner, gazing me !
where the life is drenched in the rains.