Where is my friend?
Comrade, come and let’s flow through the vicissitudes of life
together.

I wait on the highest hills searching for your genuine hand,
and friend I tell you
the climb was not simple at all.

Find me, my dear friend of solace, and tell me I am not alone.
Tell me in truthful words that
It will be okay.

Fall into my longing arms without any preconceptions of my being.
Dig into the very core of my existence without fear
and tell me
It is time to open.

Never deceive my heart, my friend, and our friendship will blossom
like Lily flowers in Spring.
It is you I long for, dear friend.
I will always be true.