[Intro]
Soft rain tapping on the thatch, a hush in the air
Pearl-gray clouds cradle the roofs, a sleepy prayer
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[Verse 1]
In the village where the rain keeps gentle time
A kerosene lamp trembles, casting amber rhyme
Kids chase after puddles, then drift back inside
Old mats sigh softly, telling tales they neverlined
[Pre-Chorus]
I listen to the rhythm of rain on the leaves
Time slows its pulse, like a borrowed breeze
[Chorus]
Raindrops fall and memory bends, allows me to stay
In the warm hush of evenings, where worries drift away
If I listen closely, I hear a quiet grace
Holding softly to moments in this tranquil place
[Verse 2]
A grandmother hums a tune the wind approves
Her hands measure quiet, choosing comfort, not proves
The doorway glows with candlelight, faint and thin
A gentle story waking in the heart I’m in
[Pre-Chorus]
Footsteps dream along the path beside the rice fields’ glow
I breathe in the scent of earth where quiet rivers flow
[Chorus]
Raindrops fall and memory bends, allows me to stay
In the warm hush of evenings, where worries drift away
If I listen closely, I hear a quiet grace
Holding softly to moments in this tranquil place
[Bridge]
The rain writes letters on the windowpane,
Small promises of comfort, soft and plain
A distant bell pauses, then resumes its call,
And I feel oddly held, not wanting to end it all
[Chorus]
Raindrops fall and memory bends, allows me to stay
In the warm hush of evenings, where worries drift away
If I listen closely, I hear a quiet grace
Holding softly to moments in this tranquil place
[Outro]
When the rain eases, the village sighs content
I rise with the quiet, warmed by time well spent
A listener to the weather, a shelter from the rain
In this small village’s chorus, I remain again
