You see, the grass is rippling in the breeze,
Gentle wind, drifting cloud, chorus of frog.
The last fragrance of lily floats on nose,
Fade out, and fade out in the remote fog.

Dark cloud coming, rain falling in river,
Frogs jumping into pool, all in hurry.
Light shower reminds me poor gimmer,
They are waiting,shivering in dizzy.

Come along with me,walking in the rain,
Taking my hand, honey, dancing with me.
Despite of the slight sadness in your brain,
We should live sweetly like the sweet should be.

The sky stops weeping, the babe was sleeping,
Breeze came again that‘s what did summer sing.