Destinée ~la tragédie du matin~

the quiet sigh of a cloudy morning
was blowing in the silent sky

people restrain even their own loneliness with simple common words
by now I won't laugh anymore even if I already suffered in such a way

I'm waiting all the time in the pouring rain
if only I had seen you suddenly arriving

and if you, whom I thought would have arrived for sure, now you're not here

now I understand, if you won't arrive
I'll forget every word that we said each other

"we can't meet anymore" ... were you serious?
I'm without my usual courage, I'm sure I heard it right
the never-stopping rain seems almost painted for a heroine
and the painting go vanishing leaving just all my meaningless feelings

Ah... Destiny! I don't want to believe you anymore.

I'm waiting all the time in the pouring rain
looking for the sun

My feelings for you now are overflowing
even looking at the ground in the puddles the ripples of memories -?espandono?

everything seems to get restrained, both you and my dreams go crumbling
why suffering so much? I want to meet you

I want to hear your voice
I want to touch you fingers
I want to listen to your voice
I want to meet you

in this way my feelings get stronger
because I keep repeating myself "we can't meet anymore"... "we can't meet anymore"

Ah...Destiny!