Nhạc sĩ: Tom Jones, Harvey Schmidt
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Hear how the wind begins to whisper, see how the leaves go streaming by, smell how thevelvet rain is falling, out where the fields are warm and dry, now is the time to run insideand stay, now is the time to find a hideaway, where we can stay.Soon it's gonna rain, I can see it, soon it's gonna rain, I can tell, soon it's gonna rain,what are we gonna do? Soon it's gonna rain, I can feel it, soon it's gonna rain, I can tell,soon it's gonna rain, what'll we do with you?We'll find four limbs of a tree, we'll build four walls and a floor,we'll bind it over with leaves and run inside to stay.When we let it rain, we'll not feel it, when we let it rain, rain, bell, bell,and we'll not complain if it never stops at all, we'll live and love within our own four walls.Sowe'll find four limbs of a tree, we'll build four walls and a floor, we'll bind it over with leavesand run inside to stay, come run inside to stay, or soon it's gonna rain, I can see it, I can feel it, run insideand then we'll let it rain, we'll not feel it, then we'll let it rain, rain, bell, bell,and we'll not complain if it never stops at all,why complain, we'll live and love within our own four walls.