The rain and thunder outside br Remind me of her; I beside br When she wanted me outside br br I have always hated thunders br For they are her laughters br br I have always hated it fall br For its her tears that fall br For on that day when she said in a hurry br And I could see her merry br Nothing in this world to worry br She came to say bye br Before she could fly high br But… br I even do not know how to say br But I will try anyway br She is gone away br Far far away.