Blossoming the flower
With the seed that pure!
Growing the plant
To cultivate the barren!
As long as that promise
With a beautiful voice!
Me to sing the melodies
And Thy smile to keep
Many temptations on my way
Thou became my fore eye!
The image that sculpted in my dreams
Thee the same personified!
May thou disregard this belief,
But me hardly can deny the true spirit!
