When you hear the sound of rain
And hear the clink of its fall
The sounds dye a tone through the beautiful strings that trembled
Instantly you know you're hearing the blue
The rhythm of a sweet love song
Entitled as "The Days of Wine and Roses"
Voicing a soft pink color
In the gray afternoon drizzle
A journey that accompanies deserted steps
Which sounds like a pale purple
Did not stain the rainbow which surrounds
You still walk in a steady jazz beat
Orange drown your fatigue
And plays the song of blues to soothe your day
Like the twilight which kept sink in horizon
You sink deeper in the beauty fusion of abstract
Color and tone plays a role in time
Fill out the white sheet on each life
And a new day will start soon
Sound of color play the music along the monsoon
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