It was raining like anything
Mother took me home
And for the first time
I have my own family, a roof, a root.
It was raining like anything
Our room was flooded
And we tried our best to drive the water
I lost my shadow, my sister.
It was raining like anything
I first find you at bus stand
And my throat was dry, I felt cold
Then it was flood, my boat was driven to unknown.
Now again it is raining like anything
Again you will find me changed
I will be washed, drowned, lost
But will come afresh, new, unknown.
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