It's been 66 years since I last saw you
with all your hair intact.
Your splendid complexion now wrinkled
it's sad but that's a fact.

Do you remember 25 June 1950,
when our country was invaded?
Do you remember all our friends
and the life you simply traded?

Do you remember that fated day,
the day that you were taken?
The day the soldiers separated us
and I thought they were mistaken.

My hopes were crushed when you didn't return
not even after the war.
I though that I had lost you
and you gone forevermore.

But my love for you was still alive,
I believed that yours was too.
It's...