Verse 1

As a young boy I listened to the rain

Red candles lit up the gauzy curtains hazy dreams within

The sound of rain on the eaves was like the strings of a zither

Soft emotions wrapped around the morning

The whispers of the rain deepened my dreams

An unfulfilled fantasy of my youth

Chorus

The rain falls carried through three lifetimes of wind

Time flows quietly like water slipping away

Oh that rain holds both joy and sorrow

Echoing in the vastness of my heart

Verse 2

On the journey I listened to the rain

The river stretched wide clouds hung low

A lone wild goose cried mournfully in the west wind

The rain fell soaking memories of the past

The guiding light of the path home grew faint

Amid waves and winds the flame of my heart drifted

Chorus

The rain falls carried through three lifetimes of wind

Time flows quietly like water slipping away

Oh that rain holds both joy and sorrow

Echoing in the vastness of my heart

Bridge

Now in the monks abode I listen to the rain

Gray streaks in my hair the marks of passing years

Sorrow and joy let them be

Rain falls on the steps turning the night infinite

A single sigh a silent lament

This world is like smoke and the rain becomes poetry

Outro

The rain keeps falling through the night until dawn

As the day breaks the rain turns into light

Be it heartless or full of emotion

The one who listens to the rain becomes a story of the past