Its cold isnt it it starts to say
I dont know of the tears youre blubbering away
What does the night light know
Youve slept it starts to say
From afar I dried all your tears away
For me you raised a white umbrella
You stabbed me with a red umbrella
Without me knowing we were through
goodbye you muttered in agony alone
without me consenting to anything
For me you raised a white umbrella
You stabbed me with a red umbrella
Have your hopes been granted?
When I sing in the rain with a black umbrella
~ Nakayama Akira