Gentle whispers from the sky,
The English rain begins to sigh.
Each droplet tells a timeless tale,
Of lands where green and grey prevail.

A symphony of nature’s grace,
It paints a smile on every face.
Dancing leaves and puddle’s gleam,
Awake the soul from winter’s dream.

The city’s pulse in muted tones,
Streets adorned with cobblestone.
Underneath the cloudy veil,
Life’s simplest joys, they never fail.

So let the rain serenade the night,
In moonlit hues, so soft, so bright.
For in each drop, a world unseen,
The beauty of the English rain.