Heaven has opened its door,
Bringing tranquility to our soul,
Soothing the Earth's burned skin,
Making the thirsty birds to sing.
Trees are whispering their joy in my ears,
Swaying their body like dancers,
Sky have their own drum beats to show off,
And I'm wondered by the lights they are bringing out.
As I sit inside my house watching the downpour,
Every drop is a grace that I was hoping for.