Born in the season of the rains
My colour skin is like your hair
My eyes are the marks of your weeping
I live under your sign
As a lovely spirit
I wander the world without finding my destiny
In this way they call me
In this way I claim my throne
The son of the rain
The eternal weeping
My crying are heard in all the earth
While the wolves howl for the lost son
Run through the moon! Cover the light!
Blacken the sky! Take me to the blue nebulah
Where I'll feel free
And my soul could rest its weepings
It's me, mother, look at my eyes
Touch me with your robe
And at last I will can rest in your eternal' lap
I will follow on plogughing the earth
Wandering the world
Because my sad spirit is eternal
Although I really know
When you cover the sky
My soul see its reflections
And my face will smile again
Because his mother recongize his son
Son of the rain!
My divine rain!