Gone are the days
which no one can replace,
A golden time
which can never come again,
Happy were the days
whether they were good or bad,
The days were like a diamond
were so precious,
The days...
we use to play in farms
walking hand in hand,
The days...
were enjoyed in the pool
were so cool.
Looking through the window
passing the train,
were the days
when we enjoyed the rain,
seems like yesterday
became the past of today.
Memories that dwelled in the past
without sorrows or any fears,
Nostalgic were the days
will never come again...
It was a precious gift
that I want to regain.