In this dim world,
the scars are swept by the rain.
And even if it rains heavily,
let me be the ocean,
let me devour into its romanticism.
Droplets of sky water rolled down my hair,
A Lover's touch I felt in it.
Remaining Moisture of the pounding heart,
chasing after rain to not go.
The earthy smell of the rain
and the grace of the cool breeze
hug me with their purity,
Ensuring two souls are united
together in this eternity.








