Rain doesn't dampen my mood.
Neither does summer.
Winter doesn't affect me at all.
Neither does spring.
No climate change can stop me from floating on the air of love.

It flows like a rive and changes like the streams.
With us together, we make one great lovable team.

While others complain about the seasons?
I simply adapt.
Cause when you with someone you love.
Can't nothing interrupt us from floating on the air of love?