This is cloudy day
after the first rain;
The sun has lost his way
behind the clouds that vain.
Today is very calm
all alone standing a green tree of palm;
And the sky is feeling lonely
cause there's clouds only.
The birds are singing
"The hot summer is gone";
The little plants are rising
to mark this day with the white stone
Cold and little darkness is feeling
the sun is willing ; to shine
but the clouds like saying
"The sky is mine".
