Friend, friend
Could she be my sister...

There's a time of sorrow,
A time of joy...

What do you call the one who hates? An enemy.
Now, how about the one who loves? A friend...

Darkness is everywhere,
But the moonlight is always there...

Summer is bright and sunny.
Playing under the hot sun may not be funny...

There's a time of sorrow,
A time of joy...

What troubles me?
Is it the way I think...