I hear the drizzle of the rainLike

I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing
Tapping on my roof and walls.

And from the shelter of my mind
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets
To England where my heart lies.

My mind's distracted and diffused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you're asleep
And kiss you when you start your day.

And as a song I was writing is left undone
I don't know why I spend my time
Writing songs I can't believe
With words that tear and strain to rhyme.

And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is you.

And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths and die
I know that I am like the rain
There but for the grace of you go I.

Результаты (английский) 1:

I hear the drizzle of the rainLike a memory it fallsSoft and warm continuingTapping on my roof and walls.And from the shelter of my mindThrough the window of my eyesI gaze beyond the rain-drenched streetsTo England where my heart lies.My mind's distracted and diffusedMy thoughts are many miles awayThey lie with you when you're asleepAnd kiss you when you start your day.And as a song I was writing is left undoneI don't know why I spend my timeWriting songs I can't believeWith words that tear and strain has been carried out to rhyme.And so you see I have come to doubtAll that I once held as trueI stand alone without beliefsThe only truth I know is you.And as I watch the drops of rainWeave their weary paths and dieI know that I am like the rainThere but for the grace of you go I.

Результаты (английский) 3:

i hear the drizzle of the rain - like a memory it falls. soft and warm,
tapping on my roof and walls.

and from the shelter of my mind
through the window of my eyes. i gaze beyond the rain - drenched streets
to england where my heart lies.

my mind 's distracted and diffused
my thoughts are many miles away. they lie with you when you're asleep
and kiss you when you start your day.

and as a song i was writing is left undone
i don 't know why i spend my time writing songs. i can't believe
with words that tear and causes to rhyme.

and so you see i have come to doubt
all that i once held as true
i stand alone without beliefs
the only truth i know is you

and as i watch the to of rain in weary paths and the Weave

i know that i am in the rain.there but for the grace of you go i.