I was happy that morning
Everything was fine that morning
All that fineness turned into a mystery
When I saw you under a tree

Your eyes had water in them
And that turned into a gem
You were crying like a baby
BUT THE QUESTION WAS
what made you so gloomy

Now I know, why were you gloomy
Someone hurted you and that was me
I am sorry for being rude to you
I am sorry for hurting you


You are my lovely sister
I always commend for you
I am your caring brother
I always rely on you

I wanna see a smiling face
Whatever might be the case
I hope you’ll understand my feeling
And you will not be lamenting
Or else, I will also be,
weeping, weeping, weeping…