On the day when the rain is falling
What did you think by its sound?
By the look of your surrounding?
It was the day we met
How could I forget that smile?
The gaze led me into the beautiful dream
And the hands who help to open one page after another
This memories to you
How do I erase it?
Though the page I open no longer the same
And I held my own hand
But the gaze is still next to me
Form in a vivid picture as if it real
The day when the rain is falling
I always remember you
posted by @lanhudiee