Stop crying!

You'll only make the pain worse

Or perhaps it'll make it better

Perhaps the water could wash you,

Baptize you from the sins

That burden and crush you

Like a falling anvil

That makes your feet immobile

Stop crying!

Or it won't go away

But rains and clouds appear in the sky

For an important reason

For without the water flowing down,

The plants and the wonderful flowers

Wouldn't spring up

But wither away to dust

And disintegreate like a short-term memory.