Whenever I think of you
I remember of a flower in the garden
that was the whole world in my view
You bloomed even if life was burden,
and changed tear into a dew-pearled

Whenever I think of you
I think of you loving me so truly
It was to make vitality to be anew
As if to draw up the water by pulley,
to moisten the desert in the world

Whenever I think of you
I consider the mystery of life
in which tears form a queue,
of which you was never wife,
of which I was never hasband

Whenever I think of you
I know it was one-time but true love
at my life though I loved a good few.
Now, I'll entrust a letter to a dove
and will send it to heavenly you

My sincerity for you my words prove
By you, I found the world made new

Whenever I think of you
I'm looking back on our youth