Show me miss camelia the cry of the rain
The everyday cries of your melodious pain.
Your petals are soaked but so is your heart,
You may seem tough but you're falling apart.
Show me miss camelia the cry of the rain
And show me the extended depths of your pain.
Your petals are soft but your scars are rough
You seem to be happy but life is tough.
Show me miss camelia the cry of the rain
I only ask of you this to relieve your pain.
The spring rain and dewdrops may be your friend,
But I will always request this of you until the end.
