Chin Up

 

Moke

Kurchi ดอกโมก

Wrightia religiosa (T.&B.) Hook.f. APOCYNACEAE

 

 

 

 

 

The Finale 

The trial was covered with the fallen leaves
It's the road we used to walk
The sky was cover with the heavy clouds
Much much heavier than the rocks..

Drops of water from the branches
It's the trail of the tender rain
with all the loveliest love I have
Guess I have nothing to complain

Little old winding trail
Does he still remember me?
Little sweet wild flowers..
How is my live going to be…

Seeing the old trail covered with the leaves
Can I walk through to you again..
Without your love, my sweet dearest
How can I end up all this pain..