• I wonder why the sky turns gray on me.
    When I walked happily in the park,
    The sky suddenly cried on me.
    Is this your tears or from someone.

    I can't believe myself.
    Laughing in vain as I see you washed in red.
    You were the first person I loved.
    You were the last person I see.

    We were both alone in the bench.
    No one seen us, no one ever did.
    All I can hear is noises from the street.
    The whispering trees above us.

    It should never happenned in the first place.
    If you were not that gentle I would never did this.
    Now you see how you were wrong.
    And now we will always be together from now on.