O rain, when will you come?
Will you come today?
I know the world hates you so,
They blame you for making them sick,
They blame you for ruining their routines,
But not to me,
God made you beautiful,
I can't wait for you come again.
I could shed my tears together with you,
And no one will know,
You clear away the dusts on the streets,
Clears my path again,
You cast the thick haze away,
Showing me there are still things around me that lives on,
As I lay down on the fields,
you continuously showered me,
cleansing my heart,
flushing the withered parts of me away,
to let the flowers bloom again beautifully,
O rain, will you come?
Let God's wonder rain down on me,
I'm withering fast and dry...
Rain on me and let the rainbow shine again.
