Raining and raining 
It could be a happy thing to you 
Raindrops of wishes 
For you, my dear, so look up 
In the sky 

See, you'll find your star signs 
See how much your life shines 
So close your umbrella 
See, a love letter from the heavens 

Millions of bell rings 
The sound of the breeze for you dreamer 
Sometimes we forget the precious thing 
Which we have lost 

Why were we born here? 
Why are we crying here? 
How do we believe in us? 
But [bad word] to say thanks 
To all the pain we felt 

Under the paisley sky 
Feathers float from the smiles in our mind 
Spirals of the pains and rains grow 
To the splendid butterfly 

Life is brighter than you think 
So don't you cry anymore 
Rain for you 
In the still 

Red and blue and yellow 
blossomy [bad word] 
To your sight 
Through your sight 

Raining and raining 
It could be a happy thing to you 
Millions of bell rings 
The sound of the breeze for you dreamer 

Rain for you...