The sun goes down, grey clouds reign,
The rain doesn't want to come down to embrace me.
My lost soul, my aching body,
It grieves them to see me suffer.
I, who used to be cheerful,
Climbing mountains for pleasure.
Dancing in the peerless rain,
Dancing was my great passion.
The sun does not rise because of my sadness,
It sees me disconsolate crying.
I sleepwalk along the shore,
Seeing the vast sea.
