Let the rain fall from the sky,
let it keep my sins dry.
Let the rain fall from the sky,
help me remember lost memories,
trapt in the mountain high.
Let the rain fall, far from the stars with such a pace,
let me taste the purity of life
before sin took place.
Let the Rain fall,
fall down on me
down on me i do not drown in
my sins.
Let the rain wash away my sins,
help me feel pure,
let my misunderstood spirit drift away,
lookout,
my understood spirit is coming this way,
now and forever will it be here to stay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice wok on rain.keep it up.