He came in storm and rain
Victor von Styrcea
He came
in storm and rain,
my anxious heart
beat against his.
how could I have known,
that his path
should unite itself with mine?
He came
in storm and rain,
he boldly
stole my heart.
Did he steal mine?
Did I steal his?
Both came together.
He came
in storm and rain,
Now has come
the blessing of spring.
My love travels abroad,
I watch with cheer,
for he remains mine, on any road.