Raindrops on the window paneAmongst the clouds is a moon so wane
We continue to talk thorugh the photograph
These mischevious eyes of yours trying to conceal the laugh
Raindrops on the tin roof create music of the night
A small rivulet by the road is just coming to life
A smell of wet earth fills the senses
This aint a night to ignore your stealthy glances
So we'll pass the night by the window sill
You somewhere, and I enjoying the monsoon thrill
Cos' tonight the sleep will be hard to come by
As always, all else will pass, except You and I.
Picture courtesy : http://somersetseasons.blogspot.com/2007/12/sunday-musings.html
2 comments:
Shashank bhai,
Reminds me of the Colonial Cousins song Indian Rain. Well said,Sir.
yaar jisne bhi comment likha hai, bahut bahut dhanyawaad :)
yup I remember that song as well, nice song from a nice album, they cld never it after such a nice start.
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