#14

WINY,YAT

'when I need you, you're always there'

Sometimes the sun comes here when I'm there

but always it goes quickly away

another day's passing by, I'm doing the same

playing cards for sorrow, playing cards for pain

I look at sky and think about the ground

it always gets wet when the rain's down

and up there in the sky, it's strange

it gets always dry, like a bitter song if I don't cry

my cheek is a pool of hard life, for real

and my eyes a cup of read tea, now empty but not clear

At night the wind blows and knocks on my door

but I'm too scared and I fall on the floor,

bright small lights and dance around my eyes

and two of them, green like yours

appear in front of me with cute parental love