There is the rain at the town.;
It’s pouring dayly-nightly.
You’dnt await words my own, words my own.
I love you very tightly.
The rain is pounding on the roofs,
So that all the roofs are groaning,
Everything is silent about me, ops, about me, ops.
And you would not hear me.
I love very highly
Wide and also enormous.
Let for your mentality
Completely ignorance.
There will be in the life
Many meetings- farewells,
There will be many rains, many rains,
Perhaps there will be sorrows.
The rain will beat so
Iron roofs and willows,
I will love surely, surely,
Unchangeably and faithfully,
I love very highly,
Wide also enormous.
Let for your mentality
Completely ignorance