Rain ،!

03نوفمبر08

Fall, to wash up my sadness and fear.

Fall, to clean up my sorrow down here.

I want you to hear.

I see it now clear.

Our journey ends here.

Don’t show me your tear.

Fall, from your birthplace up in the sky.

Fall, to make my soul flies up so high.

Don’t try to deny.

Don’t ask how or why.

Don’t go scream or cry.

This is my good-bye.

so; bye.

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