We dreamt,

When the night moon lit up in the sky

We would run up to the roof

Holding beer and candles in our hands


He sang songs of no tunes

And talked to the stars

He would smile and tell them

“She is beautiful than you starry sky”


We dreamt,

When it’s raining and we love to get drenched

We would run bare feet to the yard

And dance there for a while

Play like kids and kiss like adults


Oh life,

Will there be such starry nights again?

Will there be such rainy days again?

I wonder,

Will there be a life at all again?