The silent rain upon the forest trees,
The sound that plays upon my heart's strings,
Gives me rest and tranquility,
Puts my soul at peace!
Silent rain, without storm, nor wind,Gentle rains, shining with a soft light,Benevolent rains, peaceful and true,The tears of all the sadness upon which you fall!
My soul is filled with serene melancholy,A resigned spirit, of things that are unalterable,Ahead in the horizon , I see a bright light,But my heart stops me from running towards it!
Psalms 61:1 Hear my cry, O God; attend unto my prayer.
2 From the end of the earth will I cry unto thee, when my heart is overwhelmed: lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
3 For thou hast been a shelter for me, and a strong tower from the enemy.