Here comes the rain again

Jamás me agradó la lluvia. Jamás le encontré una razón válida a ello, más sólo me provocaba tristeza. Pero por esas cosas extrañas que la vida suele ofrecernos, ayer, en medio del diluvio, en medio de mi intento de escapar de la facultad y con recuerdos varios aflorando en mi cabeza, la radio me ofreció esta canción:

I can wait another day until I call you
You've only got my heart on a string and everything a flutter
But another lonely night (and another, and another)
Might take forever (and another, and another)
We've only got each other to blame
It's all the same to me love
Cause I know what I feel to be right
No more lonely nights
No more lonely nights
You're my guiding light
Day or night, I'm always there

May I never miss the thrill of being near you
And if it takes a couple of years
To turn your tears to laughter
I will do what I feel to be right

No more lonely nights
Never be another
No more lonely nights
Youre my guiding light
Day or night Im always there
And I wont go away until you tell me so
No I'll never go away

Yes I know what I feel to be right
No more lonely nights
Never be another
No more lonely nights
Youre my guiding light
Day or night Im always there
And I wont go away until you tell me so
No I'll never go away
I wont go away until you tell me so
No I'll never go away
No more lonely nights, no no ...


Sonreí con lágrimas que se fueron mezclando con la lluvia, que desde ese momento me pareció más que  agradable.