Оригинален текст
A dearth of moisture breaks the earth
to pieces I cant knit to one
(oh, I cant knit to one)
Im on my way accross the land
to another place as dry as hell
crumbling, disintegrating grain for grain
the people look to me for help
to ease their pain and nurse their wealth
their miracles a curse to me
cuz somehow somthing follows me
a dark cloud I cant seem to lose
destined to give what they need take
the rain is falling on my head
the rain falls down
water, water everywhere
far back as I can think
as long as I remember Ive been sw*llowed by the drink
drowning in solutions
spirits dampened by the downpour
with the problems that Im solving Im disolving
in the rain thats falling on my head
the rain falls down