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's 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