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