When the rain is moving
Our footsteps seems like dancing
When the rain stops
Our red-purple-green umbrella becomes a cartoon
Stay on the bright ground floor
I feel the leaves calling to me
The soil nourishes the grass
Earthworms are struggling to find their food
Ants are thinking about when the sun will come out
But me
How to fall in love with our hobbies
Who would have thought
Ay, Ay, Ay
Ay, Ay, Ay
Isn’t that how we live
