On the hill high, lily flourish around.
I pick one , give to my little daughter.
Put on your hair, blossom in my heart.
Wait for you to grow up, become a bride.
One day you might want to chase the wind.
May the lily padels turn into the wings for you,
Flying toward the Sun with no fear.
One day you might have the first taste of sorrow,
But look at the lily, it will bring you a sweet dream.
On the land where you are,
Lily blossom everywhere,
Bearing the beauty today.,
Lighting the way home.
We look at each other as we have never been apart.
