My heart broken friend told me that the day you were gone,
The sun was hiding behind the cloud all day long,
Too sorrow for his miserable love to turn on its floodlight
And let the rain mourning the whole sky.
At night, the moon refused to show its beauties,
And seemingly, all life ceased to be.
When you were gone, everything was gone,
And he wished that he had never been born.
He ran into many lovely girls eventually,
Some of them did love him truly,
But his heart could not respond the way he had felt for you