A gentle rain falls, On the thirsty, dry ground, Each drop a soft whisper, A life-giving sound.
The world drinks the nectar, A blessing from above, In each tiny droplet, Resides nature’s love.
- Liselotte Aasmäe
A gentle rain falls, On the thirsty, dry ground, Each drop a soft whisper, A life-giving sound.
The world drinks the nectar, A blessing from above, In each tiny droplet, Resides nature’s love.