Come closer, can you hear the pain?
My heart can tell you thing that my mouth cannot utter.

The mask I wear shows a smile.
It says that I am fine. But the pain deep within.
You were taken so quickly, there was no time for good-bye.
In one quick breath, your life was gone. Why?


Seasons come, bringing forth flowers' bloom. Seasons go and blossoms wane.
You, dear child, live in my heart, and there, you will never die.
Come closer, come closer, listen to my heart.
I remember; I will always remember. You are there.