Who taught the clouds to fly?
Is it the birds in the blue sky?
Why it shouts and after rain?
Am I not the only one with the pain?

Dear cloud, can you vail?
Can you sail the your boat to the hell?
How does it feel?
Move down slow and still.

You create the rainbow,
I love the color you made.
I can give you my life,
watching you in sky marching ahead.

I missed you when I saw blue,
a bright sun was in there too.
The birds crossed the project i see,
Lying in the sunshine, i doubt who i’ll ever be.