Tác giả: Mitch Miller
Ca sĩ: Đức Tuấn
The rain on the leaves is the tears of joy. Of the girl whose boy returns from the war. The rain on the leaves is the bitter tears. When the mother hears her son is no more. The rain on the leaves is the cry that is.
Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Ca sĩ: Đức Tuấn
Raindrops falling down from my face. Teardrops falling down from my eyes. You would never see me cry. Yes, you would never see my tear. The day you left and said goodbye. Raindrops teardrops on my face. You would never.