Besedila: Girugamesh. crying rain (english).

The rain that began to fall dissolves into the dry asphalt
In the chill I wrap these hands, mingling with a slight heat

Not showing my tears, I walk
A martyr for something
Even if the outcome may be that I betray you

But you know, it can be changed so that until I abandon hope
Just like this, I'll always dream the same dream with you...

The repeating days soak us
Even the place we pictured on that day
The nighttime downpour keeps thundering on and on
And the night cries, cries

The rain that began to fall put the scent of soil on the wind
My face reflects in a tepidly gathering puddle

Is it fine this way?
Although there's only one answer
This is the conclusion that gave rise to my worries
So please don't ask me anymore

If I blame myself will my feelings become a little easier?
You see, I'm always just playing the victim

Even if we walk and smile at one another, glossing things over
The rain washes everything away
The day you announced our separation, in truth I was crying
Dissolve this lie of a smile

Continuing to hesitate, continuing to worry
I think I can become stronger
Continuing to hesitate, continuing to worry
So until the day I can smile at such days

Feelings I can't completely throw away slowly cutting off my breaths
I shut my eyes and exhale
Remembering that day, clenching my fists tightly
Wishing for tomorrow

The repeating days soak us
Even the place we pictured on that day
The nighttime downpour keeps thundering on and on
And the night cries, cries