What's the reason for the rain,
when all the people want is sunshine.
What's the reason to be in vain,
when we are better off without it.
What's the reason to be glad,
when the next minuet you could be unhappy.
What's the reason to be sad,
whan all you want is to be happy.
The only thing I want to know is,
'What's the reason? '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hmmmmm... very good piece to just sit and tink about, you no what i mean? *9*