The sky looked like it was about to cry at any minute.

I guess that is where I came down from.

I try to think of my hazy memories...

Was I the first rain that came down a gloomy sky...

That could no longer hold it back?

Or was I the last rain...

That fell down from a sobbing sky trying to stop?

It feels like it was both...

And it fells like it was neither.

The one thing that I can say is...

Is that...

I am sick of rain.

[ Takasugi Shinsuke - Gintama ]