it does not matter,
if we have drifted apart
like the lands split
by a mighty river.

your sorrow makes me shiver
with the coldness
of seeing you hurt
wishing the warmth
of joy would come in
your life,

and the path
of rejoice brings a smile
to your face, and all
the hardship that has made,
your ship

feel like it's sinking,
rises above these troubling waters,
and you will dance,
happily, because happiness
has returned in your way.

so not matter how
far apart we have become
I hope the lilies of life
grow beautifully for you!