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Noisy Rain sings to me outside the window,

Lulling middle of the day, out of place:

– You forget the sweet dream…

And wets the leaves.

– Thou don’t flatter the to me rain,

Thou of fields of flowers and gardens,

To make them better bloom,

And in the gardens stood shoots.

But rain stubborn noisy pours

And the song is brought to the end.

What does he sing his song about?

Let everyone find the answer himself.