You smiled to me so blissfully,
As your hair fell gradually.
You held my hand warmly,
As I looked at you melancholy.

I forced myself not to cry,
In front of you, my brightest star.
You took care of me as you sang a lullaby,
So it's my turn to serenade you with this guitar.

I, your precious angel who always visits you,
Cries secretly before I show up in front of you.
Wished in my mind that you could live longer,
Hoped that one day you can be with us forever.

Twinkle twinkle little stars,
I wonder how ill you feel right now....