Dragonflies linger on the bamboo fence
A small forest fills the glass bottles
Vibrantly young and green
The refracted light and shadow of the shutters
Looks like a thoughtful expression
And you lower your head and open the letter
Wanting to know things about me
Moss in focus* Windchimes below eaves Rock what once was
Memories are rows of scenery that cannot be edited
Love remains young
And I hear the sound of rain
Remembering you mouthing about love
Happiness can also be very quiet
My effort has been cautious
Finally, I hear the sound of rain
So my world is roused
I fear emotions reddening my eyes
Unwilling tears, translucent on each other's shoulder
The refracted light and shadow of the shutters
Looks like a thoughtful expression
And you lower your head and open the letter
Wanting to know things about me
Love is crossing* Fate's not stopping* Who is worried
The raindrops on the windowsill knock gently on sadness
Painfully beautiful, and moving
And I hear the sound of rain
Remembering you mouthing about love
Happiness can also be very quiet
My effort has been cautious
Finally, I hear the sound of rain
So my world is roused
I find you're always very near
Silently accompanying me
Your attitude determined
The sound of rain