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Dreich
When it's raining,
man,
it's pouring.
Just you watch it start,
It's looking straight and
It's feeling light.
Just you watch it change.
It's greeting, it's pouring,
It's not the same.
It's the lovers' fears
and it's mothers' pearls.
Beating from the north,
spitting from the south,
It drenches your body and
it slashes your heart.
When it's raining,
man,
it's pouring.
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