Reunion ~Second~

The way that we strolled in unison back then is gone, yet always... we were walking, someday shall I meet with you again in another time?

Atop the gently sloping hill, the rain slowly falls, I understand that I cannot reach you, yet in your room, a single flower of the kind that you loved sits.

Its now...the day of last year's final rain. it was a promise firmly exchanged... when I remembered, it started to pelt, and spill from the palm of my hand atop the gently sloping hill, the rain slowly falls...

I understand that I cannot reach you, yet in your room, the similar sound of rain against the roof top is the kind of rhythmic tunes you loved, is now here... u're all alone by the window, just staring at the rain, while I remember you through the glass of happiness, I recall you... when i give you a final kiss...

hey smile, don't cry anymore! From here on, always, I'll be watching you atop the gently sloping hill, where the rain slowly falls...

I understand that I cannot reach you, yet in your room, time still ticks, now...the brightness quietly colours the inside of the town black... you saw the season's final colours... a tear falls

Reality is cruel, isn't it? You saw the season's final colours. The four seasons and your colours too, soon will disappear! The rain subsides, on the street corner, the flowers bloom you saw the "hues" softly dissolving the day of this year's final rain.

On the corner of the street lies one single flower... when I look up at the sky, the final rain will spill from the palm of my hand...