Tell me you won't cry
If I have to say goodbye
Keep your hanky dry

I wish I'm at home
To see my flower that blooms
Read a book of poems

Count my days had past
'Cause this day would be my last
I will turn to dust

Thank you friends of mine
For showing your love with kind
Like golds that shine

At last I am free
From the pains they gave to me
That keep choking me

Folks, shed no more tears
Smile with a teeth of pearls
My pain is over

Folks, see you later
Hope we'll see each other there
In a place so fair