Rain is pouring down as seen in my eyes.
Yes I always hate crying teary goodbyes.
We're holding hand to hand once again.
Busy making a bargain to the distance.
Would you keep me in the valley of the mountain,
Hug me and cover me from the rain?
Only the two of us embrace each other.
Praying that the distance will become smaller.
But we know not the hour, nor the minute.
We're not to live forever, we're not infinite.
We can step outside, we can stop whining about pain.
Smile, be my Umbrella, we'll end up with a face full of rain.