A withered pale flower,
dry and fragile to your touch
In lands with no rain
you found it broken and torn

You brought soil so soft,
sunlight and rain so warm on our faces
and I sing for you,
a wind to gently stroke your cheek and dry your tears

All our fears are merely clouds here, together we stay strong
A withered flower dare to bloom again,
your love and care is beauty incomparable,
is beyond this flower's wildest dreams

So when strong enough I am,
you carried this bloom away in your palm
I smiled and walked with you
to lands of