If I can sing a song about life,
There will be birds and butterflies among the flowers,
Happiness and power of love together which bind in me,
Though it's only stars accompany me in dreams,
Darling, why don't you love me back ?
Did the beauty of love had deceived you ?
All these melodies of sadness make me sick,
If and only if, I can touch your heart in you,
I will look upon the sky and say, "Grace , for Thy had bind us in love",
Don't have anything but two hands open to wait,
How long I must wait to sing in the rain and rejoice ?
Though only silence is the answer of a cry in this heart.