On a day off, in the morning, in my bed, sleeping in
The empty air, relaxing for the first time in a while

Quickly brewed coffee in one hand
I hear the rain knocking on the window

I start to think of you, how long has it been?
I was so busy that I forgot about you
But what’s wrong with me? I’m smiling by myself
Why am I thinking of you on a day like this?

You come to me with the rain
The blurry memories become clear, even your face
I hear you with the rain
Even the sound of your whispers from your sweet lips

Meeting, breaking up, high hopes, regret
Our time was a cycle of that
Seasons pass, rain falls and I will get more indifferent
But

Just like time still flows even if I stop
Will I think of you even when the rain stops?
Will everything disappear when the sun rises?
Drunk with the weather, I’m going to meet you

Even when one side of my shoulders were getting wet
We shared a kiss under the umbrella
The image of you on our last day when you leave
Is reflected in the window

I’m singing a song wet with rain
A lot of memories in it so it’s not that sad
Drunk with the rain, I’m calling out to you
Calling out all the questions I had without expecting anything in return