There is someone
He is coming toward me
I can hear my heart voice
He brings me prosperity
Walking softly
He is coming toward me
My eyes are waiting
Can he see me?
My heart asks how will he be?
As a memory
He is coming toward me
At first meeting of him
Time is going to stop
There is nothing to say
There is no way to walk
How freely!
He is coming toward me
What will I do?
When I meet him
Our first meeting
Will be so dreamy
Silent and slowly
He is coming toward me
Our hearts would talk
Our eyes would see
Oh, that moment in my mind
Forever will be
So imaginary!
He is coming toward me
There will be love
At the beginning of life
He will give me joy
That will be enough
Soon but slowly
He is coming toward me…