Verse 1 As a young boy I listened to the rain Red candles lit up the gauzy curtains hazy dreams within The sound of rain on the eaves was like the strings of a zither Soft emotions wrapped around the morning The whispers of the rain deepened my dreams An unfulfilled fantasy of my youth Chorus The rain falls carried through three lifetimes of wind Time flows quietly like water slipping away Oh that rain holds both joy and sorrow Echoing in the vastness of my heart Verse 2 On the journey I listened to the rain The river stretched wide clouds hung low A lone wild goose cried mournfully in the west wind The rain fell soaking memories of the past The guiding light of the path home grew faint Amid waves and winds the flame of my heart drifted Chorus The rain falls carried through three lifetimes of wind Time flows quietly like water slipping away Oh that rain holds both joy and sorrow Echoing in the vastness of my heart Bridge Now in the monks abode I listen to the rain Gray streaks in my hair the marks of passing years Sorrow and joy let them be Rain falls on the steps turning the night infinite A single sigh a silent lament This world is like smoke and the rain becomes poetry Outro The rain keeps falling through the night until dawn As the day breaks the rain turns into light Be it heartless or full of emotion The one who listens to the rain becomes a story of the past