RAIN SERVANT Falling Victims of Natural Disasters featuring Michele Guaitoli Drop by drop, slowly a painting is born from colors and shapes in a street, a stream of frenetic steps, noone cares Brick by brick, suddenly walls become home from sweating rough hands, hands carved by cold, stained by dyes Until the rain falls, grant me the grace of your eyes Until the rain falls, remember my outlines Drop by drop, rain starts to fall fading evanescent outlines, floating colors in flood sweeping away all hope every drop of sweat, hidden memories inside shelter There’s no ark, no escape to avoid tears, until the rain falls Until the rain falls, grant me the grace of your eyes Until the rain falls, remember my outlines Until the rain falls, rebuilding another time Until the rain falls, serving all my creations