Under a banyan tree on the side of the road
A place I miss
Clear skies with cool winds
There is also an intoxicating green grass fragrance
And you go around the trail bends
Lover's hillside to see the sloping sun
The sunset shines on your face
The love story is endless
Ah you think of under the banyan tree
Can ever think of the smell of green grass
---music---
It's where I met you
Sweet smile kind words
There is also silent affection for long
You have accompanied me to the spring light
Gently whisper the grievances in your heart
Remember that spring has passed
It's just that the old things can't be forgotten
