By the rain

By the rain I promise, I'll return. And by the sky I know, I won't be far anymore.   By the ocean I see, that when the cruise ships pass, the greenish sea, I'll continue to be me.   By the wind I promise, I won't change, what I have, for what I can't.   [...]



He ran through the park under the starry night, the august wind passing across his hair. He ran through the street, through dark alleyways and lonely avenues. He left behind the safety of the street lamps and entered in the darkness of the night. He bought a bouquet of flowers and kept running, passing through [...]