In the trip to memories There is a colossal water fall Reflected on the flow I see the sky with full of stars
At night we drive slowly Through the green path At the moment we wander & cry
Memories overflow & reflect in our sight I wonder when that was In the falling colors I read you my stories And I see you smile in the same way as you used to do
In the trip to memories There is a colossal mountain view Reflected on the green I see the sky with floating clouds
At night we drive slowly Through the green path At the moment we wander & cry
Memories overflow & reflect in our sight I wonder when that was In the falling colors I read you my stories And I see you smile in the same way as you used to do