My Long-lost Friend, He Comes Again
He Shines Under The Rain
Travels Somewhere

Aim To Find
My Friend He Comes Again

Up Down The Hills, Beautiful Homes
A Breeze Along The Way
We Cross The Ricefield
Stinky Mud Too
With Tears Hard To Rescue

Hold On…. Hold On
Strong-willed, We Glow
Glide On
Fly Over The Dreams, We Know
We Ride Again Today And Tomorrow