Don't look at the shining sunset
with heartfelt eyes.
It seems funny, somehow.
That alone is hurtful.
If love overcomes everything
without getting hurt,
even though we can burn
the same dream in the depths of our heart,
melancholy rain
is colder than tears.
Stare at the headlights
and give this love up as unattainable.
We can't embrace any further.
You too are hurtful.
Because I can see what I believe,
because I'm OK,
so long as you don't realize
that yesterday is yesterday,
melancholy rain
is just extremely distressing.
Even if we two throw ourselves
into the blue shining town,
melancholy rain,
those tears aren't sad.