CD2-05-Garden

Garden
(Music & Lyric: simple-person)

Will the rain drip again from my roof,
Will fragrance of flowers fly again through my window,
Will I see the sunset shine again on your face …
… while you sit in front of the hut

I search for your smiles in the farm,
And search for your chants that you’ve been persisting,
And the tears that tell your heart and water the roselle days.

Our hands clasped tightly,
Defending the gentleness of this deserted garden,
Until the time when we are torn apart,
Obstinacy stays on our faces.

(To be continued)