1983 – S.M.N.
There is no plot.
I was born in this town.
I grew up and met you in this town. God bless you.
Thinking about past days. Looking up the sky.
It’s beautiful starry right.
I feel so fur my slight memories.
My past memories fade away.
Over shadows all the things good old days untill now.
Getting old means forget past？
But I remember our first day clearly.
The day we met became vividly in my brain.
I’m happy thanks I was born and met you.
Now I have family to guard at the cost my life
I will have stayed in this precious town.
Looking up the starry night.
I haven’t imagined how I feel.
I feel warm when I’m with you.
I know you prey to God for me.
No need to pray I’ll be alright.
Because I have a sweet home to come back.
I really wanna say thanks to you.
Thanks for I have met the people.
Is my life up to the God？
I grew up and met you in this town.
There is no plot.
I was born in this town.
I grew up and met you in this town. God bless you.
Thinking about past days. Looking up the sky.
It’s beautiful starry right.
It’s beautiful starry right.
It’s beautiful starry right.
Looking up the starry night.
I’m happy to meet you.