Paul verlaine
It rains in my heart
Oh sweet sound of the rain
It rains for no reason
By far the worst pain,
As it rains on the town,
What languor so dark
That it soaks to my heart?
On the earth and the roofs!
For the dull heart again,
Oh the song of the rain!
In this heart that lacks heart.
What? And no treason?
It’s grief without reason.
Without hatred, or love,
Yet no way to explain
Why my heart feels such pain!
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