Sometimes the storm clouds block out the sun

And all we want to do is simply run.

We forget what comes after and what there was before the storm

We forget the evergreen 

Remember friends, the warmth and joy of spring, of life

The chorus of laughters, the sympthony of joy, forget the storm

It is not here to stay, but to remind us of what comes after 

As the stream flows, so to does life

As the breeze blows, so to does life

Let's raise our hands, for the storm has passed and everything is awesome