Like a rain in winter
Falling over and over again
Brutality never ends
Once they become colourless
They start up again

In the purified world
In the developed country
I mean, everywhere you are there
But fearful and always struggling to move

One thing special about you
Is the popularity, the holiness
Today everything is about the devil
But you are pure as ever

Falling each and every day
Without any particular taste
Just as pure as rain water
The tears of life

Once started, never ends
Once they end, easy to start again
The thoughts and wishes
Are being washed away
By the purified tears of life