Blue cloud of small dreams Sometimes rainy rain

Blue cloud of small dreams
Sometimes rainy rain
Life's wheel has been drawn and curved
Creation or unrest
Yet, if you touch one hand, then I think
It's like rain

Sometimes the light-shadow game
Sometimes just dark
There is no one to stop
Somewhere flower barn
Somewhere breaking the mountain of consciousness
Somewhere endangered culture
Yet, if you touch one hand, then I think
It's like rain
Sometimes the game of heart breaks
Never build a bridge.
Never mind at your own nikaton
Sometimes everyone's
Do not count on demand anywhere
Either there is no satisfaction
Yet, if you touch one hand, then I think
It's like rain