of all the thoughts of love that sprout
inside me, i kept watering the seeds
and raise them to yield and blossom.
then, after the sun rays fall
along, unto souls
now, how could a leaf turn to hay?

the boiling steam making the clouds ?
the unmoved heart to welcome the gloominess?
illusion of future memories pictured in my eyes
with the voice, singing the lonely song.
then, my eye dew scares away the bad night mares.

the memories i kept, are now fading
for the sweat i dropped for you is dying
O! the concealed love, that invites insanity
you were created with the silent thoughts through you,
why can't you come to me and say a goodbye?
as i stayed all the day in suns and rains
and got older than the sun rays, why?