How many times did I call you child
You never turned around?
How many times did you face the dark
You never called me back?
Your eyes turned black
My hair grew white
Life was sad
By your side
By your side
Going down to the waterfall
The river took us to the water spring
Stepping back on the autumn leaves
Saw a figure holding a scythe
Your eyes turned light
My hair grew bright
Life was glad
By your side
By your side
Your eyes turned light
My hair grew bright
Life was glad
By your side
By your side
