Hardly in the darkness,
You see a ray of light.
Hardly in your stress of life,
You see a day shinning so bright.
But when you keep your hope alive,
All other things become alright.
So don't leave your hope but strive.

That flowers will surely grow.
The seasons will also change.
Then people will also come and go,
And their shadows comforting and strange.

The flowers will one day bloom
As soon as the darkness subsides.
Then every corner shall be...