Analysis of Waiting for you

The incessant shower with monotonous sound,
let my soul to be less strenous.
The nip in the air with gusty blow,
let my sprit to be very low.

Inside the dense, sitting the bird
hiding itself in ambush.
The crystals of foilages are dripping
"Tip, Tip" and making the sound of soothing.

Someone, covering the head with palm leave,
walking "Splash, Splash, Splash, Splash.
I am waiting, sitting by window
and my feverish brain, cooling new.

The overflowing water from gutter'
let me utter,
Water, water everywhere,
how can i have little bit drinkble water?

Suddenly it comes to my mlnd,
how shall I find to my very near
if the incessant rain
will prevent you to come very near.