the clouds getting so dark,
the wind blows upon the street,
the rain slow fall down from the sky,
the raindrops falling on my head.
walking alone on the street,
but I saw you around the corner on the street crying.
setting my umbrella on to you.
and I said, hello please don't cry!!
I introduce myself to you and invite you
for coffee conversation.
that's our love story begins:
to be, continue _
