Night, the shadow that darkens the green grass
The color that brightens the dark...

To meet each other
It was our dream...

I can't help feelin' this feeling,
I can't help but smile when you're smilin...

At last, it proved too much,
Death has finally beat me with their cold touch...

*note: this poem is written in hmong
Xav kom koj nyob nrog kuv tag li xwb...

Look at this face,
It's so ugly, it feels me with disgrace...

Every time I look at your beautiful face,
I know we'll always be together...

You are my diary,
You are my bed...

I know there's been rumors spreading around,
I hear them everyday as I walk around the school...