Love covered in clouds
A net is awake in the green field, A silent river under the clouds, like its sail. A black shadow on the distant horizon, the smell of rain floats, The heart says, that's where my love comes from.
All the unwritten words are gathered in the gray sky, The melody of rain sounds in my mind, the melody of love is alone. The lap of the rice-filled field stands silently, Love is like a drum lost in the rural wind.
Just as the dream of a fish hides inside that net, So does your name dry up in my chest. When the rain falls, the rice stalks sway in song, When I feel your touch, I too become lively.
You are like the sun covered in clouds, half light, half wave, When I hear your smile, I see how soft the world is. Even the footprints in the mud of the road tell your story, Love is like the bottom of a waterlogged paddy field.
Sometimes the wind suddenly comes, touches my heart, Your smell is in that wind, the touch of your hand. Life is like a net drawn, full of hope and waiting, If you are by my side, even the clouds become whole.
The distant sky is covered with clouds, My love wakes up with a snoring sound. The raindrops touch the body of the earth in your name, Without you, this field is also unknown, deserted.
Just as the water of the river finds its way slowly, My mind also rolls towards you in the nest of echoes. Seeing you, it seems that nature and love are one, In your eyes I see the endless book of the sky.
The field where I stand today, that field knows my soul, Your touch in every breath, every rain is your gift. Life is all about, a drop of rain, a little light, and your love.