Water,
oh water
I need your sweet caress

When
I am a sick child, a sad man;
I am an eagle without wings
I taste my pain day after day,
and I feel an old blade
then, then I am sure
I want your strength

STORM IN MY MIND,
STORM IN MY EYES AND IN MY SOUL
THE SONG OF THE RAIN IS MY CHARM

While
I am a fool in this white room;
I am a dolphin with no sea
I taste my pain day after day,
and I feel an old blade
then, then I am sure
I want your strength