I close the door let the rain fall
- Poetry of Tang Yin

I close the door let the rain fall,

hear the sounds of fallen pear petals emptily,

that's my youth.

Whom could i share my happiness with?

No matter it's in the flowers or under the moonshine,

i just think of you.

I close the heart let the rain fall,

hear the sounds of fallen blue souls emptily,

that's my youth.

Whom could i stare up at the stars with?

No matter it's in the reality or in the dream,

you're only goddess i eager for.