Thursday, June 24, 2010

Rain Drops..



raindrops pouring down my window



and they remind me of teardrops I shed on my pillow


I said raindrops pouring down my window


and they remind me of teardrops I shed on my pillow


that morning when I woke up it was raining


cats and dogs


the sky was covered so grew and


I knew something was wrong


but I couldn't couldn't figure it out what


depressed my little little soul Lord


until I got that message which was freezing my blood and soul heh


she was up up and gone with a brother brother


though she told she woulda never never never never never


but the time has told the truth and I'm the stupid fool who feels blue heh




raindrops pouring down my window


and they remind me of teardrops I shed on my pillow


I said raindrops pouring down my window


and they remind me of teardrops I shed on my pillow


the tide was high the tide was low


some nights I was lonely some nights I was in love


the seasons they oh they passed by


still I felt we're living just a dirty dirty lie


but we kept it on that hurtful game


Lord it was a shame a shame a shame


'cause we were young young to see that


the things we wanted that they couldn't be and


our untouchable love now it was gone gone gone gone away


you were grabbing for more and I was playing the fool again and




raindrops pouring down my window


and they remind me of teardrops I shed on my pillow


I said raindrops pouring down my window


and they remind me of teardrops I shed on my pillow


so I shed tears and tears and tears


and they passed by the years the years


until I heard a heavenly call


to let go evrything and just fall fall fall


into love with loneliness which coulda never hurt me as bad as bad


as all the years that we've been through


darlin I am go no more I love you





raindrops pouring down my window


and they remind me of teardrops I shed on my pillow


I said


raindrops pouring down my window


and they remind me of teardrops I shed on my pillow





~ Martin Jondo





3 comments:

  1. The beautiful black & white photo on the top is so delightful. Typical of what I feel when it rains.

    If I don't understand a word in English and listen to the haunting voice and rhythm of this song of some Martin Jondo guy, I would have imagined that this is a joyous song - compelling one to dance in ecstasy - when it rains.

    But lo! What an incompatible lyric! Some guys are cursed and condemned to write a lyric like that when it rains. I can never reconcile to it. Crazy world!

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  2. Seeing the photograph at the start one feels like settling somewhere near the sea coast and enjoying ran to the fullest. Last year when I had gone to Alleppey (Kerela), I was amazed by the furosity of rain accompanied with thunder and lightning and the great experience when it lights up the entire sea-coast. And this happened every alternate or third day. It was an overwhelming experience, one of its kind. Now the kind of rain we see in delhi is not a speck on it. It can't satisfy the soul. Wish I would be blessed like Satya to live near the sea coast.

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  3. I agree with Pallavi.
    Da lyrics r so melancholic.
    But da rains r not.
    Dey signify da birth of new life.
    Its reinvigorating.
    And glorious.
    Get it rite, buddy!

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