The sun is setting under the tree.
The breeze is blowing among the leaves.
The birds are singing joyfully on the branch.
The kids are playing cheerfully in the dusk..
We are kids.
We still want to play
-the kids are pleading.
My children,I'm not leaving.
I'm hiding somewhere.
You go home,
have a good sleep.
you will find me again
-the sun is answering.
The kids are holding their mothers' hands.
They're walking happily towards home.
The kids are going to bed quietly.
They're having a sweet dream.