It will rain, tiny drops
It will rain, from my mouth
The sea will come out (or pour out)

No, no. Romeo, no
No, don't let me see
Your life has already been gestated...
It will rain, canals (or flow) of water
Smooth water

It will rain, from my eyes

No, no. Romeo, no,
No, don't let me see
That your death has already been gestated...
The birth