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It's quiet on the street where you live, 
Because you let all the rain fall in my sad tears.

  I took a few steps towards your house, 
Until I remembered that it is no longer
 The place where I live now.  

On the street where I live, 
All the lights went out,
And I remained like a shadow
 That haunts other dark streets.  

I'm waiting to catch the rainbow in my pocket,
 I'm waiting for the rain to end, 
I'm waiting for a ray of light 
At the end of the stairs.  

It's too quiet for you,
 It's too loud for me,
 But I know the sun 
Will dry my sadness.