I'm going in automn, the fog plod after me,
rolling the calamity on the humid grounds.
Among the ridges, breathing the God,
but (just) your heat glowing inside me.
And the rain just keep falling,
tearing on my heart,
keep flowing, falling on everything,
tearing on my soul,
to tiles, to gardens,
raining, raining on everything.
You already hold your heart deep on humid clouds,
The old rain already buzz to the ground, big rain,
and i will be fog in a gone city, than finally,
wandering time in dead streets.
And the rain just keep falling,
tearing on my heart,
keep flowing, falling on everything,
tearing on my soul,
to tiles, to gardens,
raining, raining on everything.