I know you are not alive but your existance is always alive.

I know your value, which can't measure in money and price.

you stoles a lot of tears from our eye, and kept it in your heart.

You saw the depression, but you have always a great intensions, you not succided.

I know you can't do to waste the tears of that beautiful eyes.

You brokes the heart and gone from the lap of your mother land.

You are so clever, you can't stop for that innocent eyes.

You come again and fulfill the desire of your mother land.
You have to come again from the endless sky or depths of night, and write your name in the beats of your mother land...