Raindrops washed over me
Somehow I feel
You are in front of me
It's my best friend
Yanga is in this mind
He once said
Even though it's blood
Spill not left
Even though it is a blade
Stick in the garden
He will always be by my side
And next to me, my head
And comfort me
At that time………..
I see love
What is special
In his eyes
He promised me
His sincere love
Will always be guarded
For me……….
Until his blood
No more flow
In his body
Thans for reading
Regard
