Happiness in you
My face becomes stiff with a crescent of the moon
Which is so contagious as I dance to a happy tune
The sun heats up my smile on a crimson land
Flowers bloom on the palm of my hand
“Happy” is a word I will never be
“Satisfaction” is a person I will always see
That word makes life so deep and happy deep
These simple smiles are treasures that seeps
Through my golden veins, the hue of my happiness
I wore it proudly, an embroidery on my dress
I embroidered it on a brown and ugly stain
Without that stain, my dress would be plain
My face becomes stiff with a crescent of the moon
Which is so contagious as I dance to a happy tune
The sun heats up my smile on a crimson land
Flowers bloom on the palm of my hand