It rained in the city
The night turned cold and wet
How nice were the soft raindrops
Striking on the windowpanes
Rows of speeding cars slowed down
on the road
Colourful lights are reflecting
Decoration of the market
Big and huge glow signs
look amazing through the shower of rain
The windscreen gets blurred
Wipers work very hard
And the babbling crowd subsides.
In a small cafe
sliding down the window panes
a boy shrinks inside and smiles.
Stirring and frying falafel
Running and serving
hot cups of coffee
Rain drops get faster
on darker roads
Typing a new rain song
But who is the typist?
