My long-lost friend, he comes again
He shines under the rain
Travels somewhere
Aim to find
My friend he comes again
Up down the hills, beautiful homes
A breeze along the way
We cross the ricefield
Stinky mud too
With tears hard to rescue
Hold on…. hold on
Strong-willed, we glow
Glide on
Fly over the dreams, we know
We ride again today and tomorrow
