The red, blooming petals on the wayside
Are dyed by rain again today
Children passing by splash in shallow puddles as they run home
When a single droplet falls
My heart overflows with a single droplet
You taught me how to count the sounds of the rain
I walked so that the book in my left hand that I borrowed from the school library would not get wet
If I was sad, I looked up into the sky because of your words
Dropping by to the rooftop of the tall school, I saw the hazy scenery
And the faded town, the green color of an umbrella looked pretty amidst the red
When the raindrops drip
My heart trembles in the raindrops
You wrote down how to trace the scars
Even though the train crossing a misty bridge over the river in the distance is shaking, it is quiet here
When I realized I couldn't reach it, I had your words
People can't ever hope to fly in the sky
Instead, the tears they shed now ascend to the heavens and return as rain
The western wind blows, the clouds float, and the face of thrush peeps outs in the shade of a tree
Stand still, look, a faint shadow spreads out next to me
And here light comes to us
The gray rifts between the clouds split and a golden curtain falls
A rainbow bridges the sky and chases the flying birds
If that girl runs over there, there's someone waiting for her
With outreached hands the last raindrop falls
Your overflowing tears dry and a smile returns
Across the bridge the sky is dyed in crimson
Tomorrow, catch the sunlight in your open umbrella
And return the tears someone shed to the sky