After a wood engraving by Leopoldo Mendez

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The rain wants to live in your eyes instead of tears.

The rain wants to kiss your cheeks,

to nestle in the hollows of your collarbone,

the rain wants to rest its head on your chest

and find its way with you like water

finds its level on its way to the ocean.

The rain doesn't have to touch you,

to miss you—the rain doesn't even know

why it should love you.

The rain does not need a reason to love you.

La lluvia no necesita un motivo para amarte.

The rain wants to kiss your hair,

your eyelids, your eyelashes.

The rain wants to extinquish your ashes.

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^{Note: "Another Thing I know for Sure" is reprinted from Unbroken ( ), "Saint Valentine" from The Mackinaw, and "The Brown Room" from Moria.}