Little children playing under the pouring rain,
No worries, not a hint of pain.
Little children laughing with the rain,
Raindrops are the life they sustain.
Look at them jumping around,
Making fun on whatever they found.
Wanna go back to that day,
Where all are just a game and a play.
The strangers that they play with,
Are the friends that they need.
Not knowing what comes next,
Life is the rain they've known best.
There are no traces of tears,
Only the strange sound of the rain they hear.
Together with the joy in their hearts,
Little children are alive when the rain starts.
Little children found love,
Rain is like a blessing from above.
Little children are standing at the altar,
Happiness is never been far.
Blue finally meets the gold,
Little children got old.
Missing the wind and the cold,
Rain is a story they unfold.
