I want to eat a little of that rain, which is the sound of music.But why?I want to eat a little of that rain, which is the sound of music.I want to cross death from the hope of happiness.I want to cross death from the hope of happiness.I want to cross death from the hope of happiness.I want to cross death from the hope of happiness.I want to cross death from the hope of happiness.Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.The RainI don't need you any more.So, there is no need for you.I don't need you any more.So, there is no need for you.I am empty.So, there is no need for you.All the creations of the mindare like God.All the creations of the mindare like God.It comes and goesIt comes and goesIt becomes different under the ocean.All the creations of the mindare like God.www.mooji.org