
The daylight dies.
A dew-drop vanishes
from a leaf.
The wind may rise.
And I may pass away.
Who knows what will be
When tomorrow dawns?
So, I shall live in the moment.
And seek its beauty.

The daylight dies.
A dew-drop vanishes
from a leaf.
The wind may rise.
And I may pass away.
Who knows what will be
When tomorrow dawns?
So, I shall live in the moment.
And seek its beauty.