The sky was dark, but from time to time you could see a dark blue color appearing up there.
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It had just stopped raining. The evening was cool, even though it was the end of June. I was walking through the streets of the city. As I watched the raindrops dripping from the leaves of the trees where the street was lit by dim lamps on wooden poles, dodging the puddles that had been formed, I heard a voice as clear as the evening air singing:

Some raindrops are falling from the sky.
I'm still waiting for you, my soul
You left me alone until the dawn
The night does not end tonight.

I smiled in surprise. But without realizing it, I had begun to stop walking. This gypsy song entered my body like the humidity of that night. And those lyrics have been stuck in my head ever since that night. I remember that I was coming back from a date.