The sun is shining.
And the day is bright.
The last star is dying.
In the moonless night.

Dark clouds just formed.
Blocking the sun.
Wind sounds can be heard.
Calling the person who has yet to return.

Oh now it's raining.
Clearing up the sky.
The thunderstorms are saying
Person left, but grief stays by.

Spark-less eyes of yours I see.
My heart feels cold in the burning sunny heat.
Memories flow like waterfall
In the basin that will never fill.