A gentle rain’s soft sigh,

[Intro] [Verse] A gentle rain’s soft sigh, A distant guitar’s ringing— What secret lullaby Within my soul you’re bringing? A Semite warmth and grief, Though October won’t allow it, My heart, like cunning thief, Enchants the wine—I vow it. [Chorus] The note is sweet to hear, The drops are not estranging, I linger, staying near With self in silence ranging. My soul itself is wine, Its moments—gold, aglow; O soul of mine, O sign— What was has gone, let go. [Verse] What was has passed away: Deserted markets lying, Love, drenched and led astray, In dreams is barely sighing. A hush of rain again, A far guitar’s soft chiming, And autumn’s tender reign Alone with me, in timing. [Instrumental] [Chorus] The note is sweet to hear, The drops are not estranging, I linger, staying near With self in silence ranging. My soul itself is wine, Its moments—gold, aglow; O soul of mine, O sign— What was has gone, let go. [Outro] [End]