كلمات The Fragrant Taste Of Rain

She like the fragrant taste of rain Rests in my senses relentless, restless Dripping and diving in taunting drops Through my blue sky barren being And I am searching for the sign of the smallest cloud Split to disintegrate upon the ground and Gasping, cracking like the skin of my craving tongue Dry like the veins of a heart without love And I cannot tell the way she feels away from me Like a layer to be shed It is carved in stunning shapes and patterns on my soul Carried like dreams to places my body could never go Carried like dreams to places my body cannot go