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