The pedestrians on the road are like his <br>tears from the sky and do not go home <br>. The wind kiss outside the window asks me <br>softly <br>how are you?
All the people on the road are like him<br>Tears in the sky don't come home<br>The wind outside the window kisses my cheek<br>Gentle questions<br>how are you?<br>
The pedestrians on the road are like him<br>The tears of the sky do not go home<br>The wind outside the window kissed me on the cheek<br>gentle questioning<br>How are you?