The atmosphere, so loud and lively
People dancing with some folk music,
My teacher came up to me
with a worried  face.
How nervous I was
to know about my mom's tears,
Wishing what I could have been thinking
is not the tragedy that could have happened.
Motions blurred in my mind,
wishing "don't let this happen to her"
She deserved her life.

I saw my mother's face,
her swollen eyes and her words broke,
"Your grandmother... she passed away."
There I stood on my ground,
I felt like it was about to fall.
The news repeating back and back again,
It was in my head.

Days turned lonesome,
so does my world, too.
Dad drove us to grandma's house,
Flashbacks were running in my head,
grandma's stories and lessons,
How she laughed filled my ears.
As soon as we've dropped,
I saw her walking up to me,
in thin air, it vanished
as if she flew away.

It was the very first time
we came home,
she never greeted me
with her normal self.
But, with a picture where she wore red
with her name on it...
Greeted me outside of her house.
The white flowers never withered
and there I came by
seeing a white and gold casket
waiting for me inside her house.
I saw her sleeping face with a smile,
as if I still saw her breathing her last breath.

Oh how I wish you waited for me
to be back home.
How much I loved to see you waiting
out there for me, grandma.
I even played the lyre for you,
even sang with my guitar for you,
even played the piano for you,
and I fixed my flute and it's already in tune.
But, I know it was too late for me to come by.

Wishing you waved your hand,
and told me you'll be gone for long.
Know that we love you
and we'll miss you forever.
Wishing you'd reply,
"we'll see each other soon, darling,
don't worry, I'm already fine up here."

Looking at your picture frames
filled with your smiles
Grandma, I miss you...
It won't feel the same
going back to grandma's house