the month is coming to an end
i wish it will never end
with beads always in my hand
my heart will never be like barren land
i've now tasted the sweetness
sweetness that promises happiness
and possibly lasts eternity
judging from completed duties

a year full of the same month
is a dream to the faithful servant
doesnt know the meaning of fatigue
err...

i dono how else to continue

haha

so that shld be enuff to tell how i feel now