I saw the smokethe flameand the wind
I smelt the bloodAnd……I heard the song
They crooned for the deathor cried for the future
The sky looked so graythe dark cloud covered the sun
But I knowthere's the hope foreverthey will never fade away
even the sun extinguishesthe rainstorm burnsand the tears drop down……
In the wind of the early spring
everything is blooming silently
the frail green is shinningjust like a new life born in the world