We've been together for so long,
And now the time has come...

IT'S about the moon,
On the month of April...

I remember the sweet lullaby
My mother used to sing while cradle me n her arms...

Writing poems is important to me,
Writing poems makes me happy...

When you hear and read the word,
Would you mind sharing it to the world...

I want to walk in the road of life,
Knowing that I'll meet you at the crossroad...

I know it's late
You packed your clothes already...

You are special to me,
A wonderful gift...

He sway his body left and right
He follows the direction of the wind...

Woman, by nature is sweet,
Caring, loving and without chaste...

Stars may collide,
Stars may not twinkle...

When the world is against you,
And when everything goes wrong...