Under the rain which gets down and continues.
I was looking up at empty vacantly.
To the end which spreads infinite.
The group of a bird who searches for freedom was crying. 
Only the number of the lost smiling faces.
"Can never betray" 
I murmured to the heart so repeatedly.
Whether I will get damaged however or which will get damaged.
Any men cannot stop me.
What is necessary is just to find a slight light. 
Even if the sun has not risen now.
"Probably, rain it started to rain will stop someday. "
You who were tired of walking were looking at the dream which disappears in the hand. 
There is an important thing not forgotten though this Life is exhauste.
Both the same times were fought.
I who continue crying even if this voice does not arrive and it can never return at that time am. 
Many times have passed....
To the extent that the body swings cannot bear to consider. 
The proof which we continued fighting remains forever. 
Looking for the meaning produced also by whom is being continued.
Whether I will get damaged however or which will get damaged.
Any men cannot stop me.
What is necessary is just to find a slight light. 
Even if the sun has not risen now.
"Probably, rain it started to rain will stop someday. "
"That is right. This rain stops someday...."