A cold afternoon in a month of August
Where the sun never shines beneath skies
There, a blur feature as I watch from afar
But in my feet is an augment drop of liquid
Is it a teardrop from heaven?
I opened the door and closed my eyes
Such a sweet melodic music it creates
But yet, I fear as it goes with the lightning
A chill of fear begins to form in my body
Is it caused by a teardrop from heaven?
I watch as drop creates melody in my ears
The thunder creates light as it creates fear
Oh, I believe it creates such melancholy
I form a puerile smile and see it as beauty
It's not just a teardrop from heaven I see.
