After summer days, the clouds gather
Wind stressing the layers move fast
Clouds get ready to descend and pour
Below, the sky is dark and spread so vast
When sleep slowly conquers the eyes
Descending sounds of rain at night,
That cosmic rhythm of falling drops
With breeze come inside, not in sight
Feeling fresh for moving of soothing air
Instead of sighs, the noise of rain hears
Senses calm and sway to sleep in solace
So comfortable, rare moments embraces...