The golden sun, the silver stars
The drops of dew and the way they shine.
From where you are,
Do they look as beautiful tonight?
Does the world where you belong now
Spin too?
Do they laugh there?
Do you cry?
Would you look me in the eye and
Tell me that you’re happy now?
Because if you’re not,
Then you leaving here,
Will forever remain unforgivable!
And I’m drowning in your misery.
Shedding tear drops at your grave.
