Through the window, the day
passes and remains blue.
Its colour is grey
And I remember when I see you.

The certain blue eyes
Make me feel a bit sad
Because, the're very nice
Come and make me glad.

As soon as you're here
I'm sure, I'll have other day.
My words are so sheer
And I know, you know may way.

And one week more
I won't have sad sighs.
Then I'll have the open door,
As the same as eternal paradise.