Figuring you out In the formation of scattered clouds; Catching you In the wandering breeze that passes by Though wind casts dark clouds; Over the horizon, Still, I see your contour Behind the rays of crimson sky
Under every drop of tasteless rain I savor every sweetness it brings Every sound of its lonely drop, I hear your cheerful voice whispering. Under the deafening thunder And raging storms, The melody of the pouring rain, playing Our love, surviving.