When The May Rain Comes

Green are the streets
 The asphalt is glistening
 When the dust of the day
 Will be washed away
 The windows are closed
 And the rain is dripping
 From sill to sill
 And down to the ground
 When the May rain comes...
 Very young are the leaves
 Of the trees and the shrubs
 And tiny flowers grow!
 In the roadside ditch
 The laughter of a child
 Who's jumping into puddles
 Whilst the water trickles
 Right over her face
 When the May rain comes...
 And this is the morning of the year
 A rainy green smile
 After a long gloomy
 Pale winter night
 The shouting of the child
 Melts into rustling
 When the heavy rain
 Rushes
 From on the high
 When the May rain comes
 All of this shall be washed away
 When the May rain comes...