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When Clouds Cry

When Clouds Cry

When clouds cry,
People become sad,
When clouds cry,
Streets are empty and the floor, water holds up.


When clouds cry,
People are mad.
Complains and curses fill their body,
If clouds cry.


But did someone ask the clouds why they cry?
Why they are so sad,
If they’re free across the sky.
Nobody cared about them and they still complain!


When clouds cry,
More lively the nature becomes.
Birds drink water right off,
And air, clean turns.


When clouds cry,
Rainbow says hi,
Wind helps us,
And a sweet aroma fills my heart.


When clouds cry,
I don’t feel so alone.
Someone understands me without a say,
And accompanies me for a while.


When clouds cry,
Being sad is embraced by their raindrops.
My clothes gets soaked, though,
They clean my broken soul.


When clouds cry,
Everything receives the grey of my life.
I don’t need to pretend I’m fine,
Because clouds don’t make me lie.


I wish I could live like this,
I wish I could grin,
But I cannot ask clouds,
To always cry for me.


That’s why when clouds don’t cry,
I give my best so they don’t have to cry so much.
Because even if no one cares about them,
I care that they don’t fade away.



Cuando Las Nubes Lloran

Cuando las nubes lloran,
Apáticas se vuelven las personas.
Cuando las nubes lloran,
Las calles se vacían y sólo el suelo se moja.


Cuando las nubes lloran,
La gente se malhumora.
Quejidos y maldiciones llenan las bocas,
Si las nubes lloran.


Pero, ¿acaso alguien preguntó a las nubes por qué lloran?
Por qué están tan tristes,
Si por el cielo están libres.
¡Nadie se preocupó por ellas y aun así se quejan!


Cuando las nubes lloran,
Más viva se vuelve la flora.
Los pájaros agua beben sin demora.
Y el aire limpia se torna.


Cuando las nubes lloran,
El arcoiris nos saluda.
El viento nos ayuda,
Y brinda a mi corazón un dulce aroma.


Cuando las nubes lloran,
Yo tan solo no me siento.
Alguien me entiende sin lamentos.
Y me acompañan durante horas.


Cuando las nubes lloran,
El estar triste es abrazado por sus gotas.
Aunque se mojen mis ropas,
Limpian mi alma rota.


Cuando las nubes lloran,
Ese tono grisáceo de mi vida todo cobra.
Ya no necesito aparentar ser feliz,
Porque las nubes no me hacen fingir.


Ojalá poder vivir así,
Ojalá poder sonreír,
Pero no puedo a las nubes pedir,
Que siempre lloren por mí.


Por eso, cuando las nubes no lloran,
Doy lo mejor de mí para que llorar tanto no tengan.
Porque aunque nadie se preocupe por ellas,
Yo me preocupo por que no desaparezcan.



This time I tried to reflect my childish inner version and its perspective of the world. For anyone, clouds could be disappointing, a bother and that's all, but for me clouds represents a whole story. Because it's really sad to know their rain means their death.

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Thank you for reading.


Tomoya 16/06/2022 10:06 PM

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