Listen to the Wind

Listen to the rain. Widow, listen to the rain. Teardrops of the cat sicken the widows. Listen to the wind. Orphan, listen to the wind. The cat, A cunning little baby. Oh, merciful sufferings. All your good intentions. Tell me, are they worth a baby's cry? Oh, what do they do? Lord, what do they do? Is their justice worth a harmless child's Blood? Listen to the rain. Widow, listen to the rain. Teardrops of the cat sicken the widows. Listen to the wind. Orphan, listen to the wind. The cat, A cunning little baby. Listen to the rain. Widow, listen to the rain. Teardrops of the cat Sicken the widows. Listen to the wind. Orphan, listen to the wind. The cat, A cunning little baby.