The morning is quiet
The town’s lying still
Cows sit in their pastures
Coffee brews in the pot

Our night of passion
Revived our old souls
Fresh raindrops fell down
On our love’s sacred spot

You and I remain one
There is hope on our faces
Solitude in our minds
Like the mating of doves

The whistle of trains
Passerby’s at the stations
Go to faraway places
Oh, if they only knew love!

You will always know
My heart when it passes
I’ll turn teardrops to raindrops
From my soul up above