Raindrum - by
The roofs sizzle at the waking touch,
/ talkative like kettledrums
/ tightened by the iron fingers of drought
/
/ Streets break into liquid dance
/ gathering legs…
The roofs sizzle at the waking touch,
/ talkative like kettledrums
/ tightened by the iron fingers of drought
/
/ Streets break into liquid dance
/ gathering legs…
The pipie is dozie, the pipie is fey,
/ He winna come roon’ for his vino the day.
/ The sky ow’r Messina is…