Let your string of water
fall down.
Cleanse every road, every roof
Even an aching heart
Please try to be cold
and freeze the pain
And every tears in the eyes
be united, with you, and slowly
fall on the ground...
Pour so hard, Mr. Rain.
Flowers, trees and mountain
Crouch their thirst with your embraced.
The parch of land, the brown field,
painted it green.
Helpful then breath again
allowing the lilies to
bloom, and the happy dragon fly
spread its wings.
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