After the thunderstorm occurs simultaneously,

You have come gently, 
Waving posture,
This is for whom dancing，
Oh, for me!
After wind and rain baptism, 

You have come gently,

Did the dance leave seven colors,

 this is who, but is beautiful?

 Well, is the myriad things!

after singing and dancing,

 You have welcomed the sun,

 The sun appears slowly,

 You have actually hidden,
is not willing with her to struggle colorfully.
you walked quietly,
and was the same in the past,
did not carry off luminous,
has actually left behind the recollection.
this is you, rainbow.