It always pours when others ran
It acts while everyone just ran
It looks at this world, and wets it all,
So it strikes, like thunderstorm

It knows the pouring is success
It will pour more, so it dries less
They call it the soaker who floods all
So it strikes, like thunderstorm

Any person it wants, it'll wet
It will struck any heart without regret
It's days of asking are all gone
It's fight goes on and on and on

But it thinks that the strike is worth it all
So it strikes, like thunderstorm