• I look up at the sky
    sun shining brightly
    But there are two sides
    A dark and a light.

    I peer at the west
    The sun is ready to sleep.
    A warm color fills
    The horizon, shining nicely.

    I gaze at the east
    A storm is ready to rage.
    Thunder rumbles, rain pours
    And a mix of godly anger.

    Together they form an odd pair,
    Golden sun and gloomy rain.
    Happiness mixed with despair,
    It is the day of the golden rain.

    The sun crawls away
    As the eastern storm chases it
    To the far end of the Pacific
    Where others will enjoy its rays.

    I plan to soak up the sun
    At the last minute, but no
    Storms are coming, lighting
    And the sad, sad rain.

    There is only one way to escape
    The mad, raging storm.
    Sleep until the sun comes back
    To shine joy on us once more.

    Together they form an odd pair,
    Golden sun and gloomy rain.
    Happiness mixed with despair
    It is the day of the golden rain.

    Although the sun will come soon
    I still wonder if I'll ever see it,
    For the rosy colors will disappear
    The grayness brings the golden rain.