Raindrops are falling like angel's tears,

But on her face it has the beauty of pearls.

Flowers are bending under the drop's weight, 

Just as I'm kneeling under the burden of my fate.

 Coz my love for her is like a drop of rain, 

Falling in the ocean,

How can I find the words that she wanna hear,

The words that would make her mine.

I love her, more than I,

Without her love, I am anything,

 How can a flower survive in the desert, without a drop of rain.

I'm watching her, walking away,

She looks so happy, although she's not with me,

And then suddenly, the rain stops falling,

The sun rise again, but it is not for me.

So then tell me God, if my destiny, is not to be with her,

And so why was I born??