Raindrops are tears for a love that’s fading...

Clouds drifting... are the nostalgic regrets of a  time gone by... 

You told me that you were happy, but your eyes say otherwise.

Alas, my heart still cannot not forget

the heartaches of those days...

Fragile is Life, like the autumn leaf withering on the tree branch.

Is it rain or warm teardrops falling, crying for a lost love?

Stilll there in my heart

are the months and years of  longings

for us to live a happy life together.

Alas! The pains of Fate, of  being late for each other.

I remember that autumn day,

with grey clouds drifting in the far horizon,

and the sad rain, and your tangled hair wetting your lips,

You gave me your first kiss,

and wrapped your arms around me,

and I sang for you a song of youthful love in the twenties.

Wandering in search of you but you’d already gone.

Treading the streets that we’d been together with lonely footsteps...

O Love, do you hear the autumn leaves falling.

Do you know that when autumn arrives,

we have lost each other in this life.