Under the banyan tree at roadside
                It's the place that  I'm missing
		 The sky is cool
	          The green grass gives forth its fascinating fragrance
	           Going for a stroll with you
	           Watching the setting sun at Lovers' Hill
		  The sunset glow reflecting on your face
		 Lovers' prattle being endless
		Ah, do you ever think of the place
	       Think of the fragrance of green grass
  
                                              
		 Can't you see my tear drops fall down for love.
                                              WWang     ....