In this field of dandelions,
Up to my ankles in rain,
I start to ponder what its like,
To feel the sea of Spain.
To feel the water in the sea,
Not just from up above,
But I fear this dream is far away,
Just slightly out of touch.
So for now I will just wait,
With the rain above my face,
Lean back and relax,
Give in to the fact,
That I only have the rain...
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