Rainy days bring back memories
Of my old land when I whisper her name
I’ve gone far away in sorrow and tears
Not knowing what have become of dear friends
I’ve gone far away taking flight
Leaving youth behind for a brand new life
I’ve brought with me a wistful longing
In a world full of dreams to be realized
I’ve closed out the chapters of days gone by
And carefully folded away the white dress of old times
It’s been many years and I still yearn for
The days of freedom for my native land
As surely as the rain will be here again
A bright day will arrive when oppression must give way
I’ll come home to wipe away the parting tears
Joyfully welcoming the rainbow for us appears
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