I see lovely memories,
I see how they visit me.
And my soul is like a cloud,
Slowly fading out...

I see rainbow on the sky,
Bringing color down to play.
Seems so close but way to far,
Our youth is like a cloud.

Way back to home, No longer holds me back.
Are there my yesterday?
Turn and you'll see, When all the storm will pass.
Yellow Flower on Green Grass, ...