Nature
It's Raining
Translated by William N. Loew (1912) · From Selected Lyrics
Nature
It's raining, raining, raining!
A kiss-shower it is,
And my lips enjoy it,
Each loving kiss a bliss.
The torrent brings a vivid
And shooting flash of light,
The lightning shoots, the rays
Of you'r two eyes so bright.
I hear the thunder rolling,
Rolls like a heavy gun;
Good-bye, my darling girl;
Thv mother comes — I run!
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MLA
Petőfi, Sándor. “It's Raining.” Translated by William N. Loew. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/petofi/66/.
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Petőfi, Sándor. “It's Raining.” Translated by William N. Loew. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/petofi/66/.
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