Stretching arms out,with griefs profound
the rain pouring down,washing my tears;
i tried catching the water,hearing the sound
trying hard to win over all my fears...

drops of the pearl dripping from the tree
music of the hail shooting on the shield;
The sky was at last living,free to cry
I was suffocated to death amidst the field.

Never noticed the tears rolling down my cheeks
It was not repent,not what I always lost;
It was a rejoice to blend my tears with hers
I smiled at last,I was living in the frost...