When you kiss me that night
under the lonely moonlight
I remember my teary eyes
while our hearts are saying goodbye
I remember the lonesome river
where we share our romantic years
I can't forget its cold water
as cold as the end of our affair
I remember the comely flower
that you give as a first gift
The smell that touch my loving heart
The thorns that bleed my aching heart
I remember the sweet promises
that we made under the lonely moonlight
making me wait in the lonesome river
to receive in the end a pain of heart
