The first time we met, 
The rain and music just made a duet. 
The first time you held my hand, 
And the rain was busy making my heartland.
The first time when you came so close,
 The rain just gave me a sweet Love dose. 
The first time we had a fight,
 The rain got this time somewhat light.
But why this time rain didn’t show it’s art, 
What is it the time to just go apart?
It’s a long period now… 
It rained again this time,
 But this time the drops didn’t shine, 
Was everything still fine?