Hey, man, it smells like rain...

Rain mimics life

To the arpeggio of its murmur

It couples memories

To the splash of puddles

And gives goosebumps to demons

With its celestial splinters

It also insinuates sacrilege

From its fog and darkness

Petricor, oh oh

Wet earth, smell of rain

This and other rains are alchemies

Conjuring the emanation of the world

Surreally and timelessly

Disobeying and overcoming

The unbreakable putrefaction

Rain is a primordial ballad

A soundtrack of nostalgias, music that soothes our soullessness

And alleviates the ravages of time

Petricor, oh oh

Wet earth, smell of rain

Merciless, colossal, and sovereign rain

That we, car-less ones, lament

In the harsh, mandatory storm

In the nighttime walk home

Untimely rain of random afternoons

Irrevocable betrayal of routine

The halo of your sorcery is so surreal

That it corrupts, so irresistibly

The impermeability of our skin