SpringSongs, Pt. III

She Brings The Rain by Can

Closing out their 1970 Soundtracks record, avant-garde German rock artists Can bring a late-night chill in this atmospheric and nocturnal piece.  You can almost hear the raindrops strike the windshield as the car’s wipers swish back and forth on a cold early March night.

Yes, I care if she brings me spring,
But don’t care about nothing,
She brings the rain,
Oh yeah, she brings the rain.
In the dawn of the silvery day
Clouds seem to melt away,
She brings the rain,
Oh yeah, she brings the rain.

She brings the rain, it feels like spring,
Magic mushrooms out of dreams,
She brings the rain,
Oh yeah, she brings the rain.
So mellow yellow, grey disappears,
Flying on the raven’s wing,
She brings the rain,
Oh yeah, she brings the rain.
Yes I care, she brings me spring,
But don’t care about nothing,
She brings the rain,
Oh yeah, she brings the rain.
She brings the rain, it feels like spring,
Magic mushrooms out of things,
She brings the rain, it feels like spring,
She brings the rain, it feels like spring,
She brings the rain, it feels like spring,
She brings the rain.

In the dawn of the silvery day
Clouds seem to melt away,
She brings the rain,
Oh yeah, she brings the rain,
Oh yeah, she brings the rain,
Oh yeah, she brings the rain,
Oh yeah, she brings the rain.