The Day the Rains Came
Mother earth smiled again
Now the lilacs could bloom
Now the fields could grow greener
The day that the rains came down
Buds were born love was born
As the young buds will grow
So our young love will grow, love sweet love
A robin sings a song of love
A willow tree reached up to the heavens
As if to thank the sky above for all that rain, that welcomed rain
We looked across the meadowland
And seemed to sense a kind of a miracle
Much too deep to understand, and there we were so much in love
The day that the rains came down
Mountain streams swelled with pride
Gone the dry river bed
Gone the dust from the valley
The day that the rains came down
Buds were born love was born
As the young buds will grow
So our young love will grow, love sweet love
Rain, sweet rain
Writer/s: CARL SIGMAN, GILBERT BECAUD, PIERRE DELANOE