When I opened the window, the sky looked heavy
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The weather forecast said it will rain tonight, even.
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With my change of clothes and a bag,
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I look for a shop that has a mood of style to it.
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"Why don't you have a parasol?" Someone asked me.
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I answer simply, "Is there rain?"
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A wonderful chance encounter, such a sweet meeting
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When I'm drunk, I shall dream
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You have that look. Is he late?
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I look at my watch, it's getting rather late
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The owner of this bar is so nice, so wise
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Offers me a spare parasol
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That's not the parasol! I will be waiting;
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Even if I stop breathing. I want meet him.
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You tied this red string around my finger.
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I want to use a parasol
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So that both of us can walk under it.
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My good man, why are you?
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It's not untill our passonate meeting,
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When I'm drunk, I shall dream
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