Facing the wind, bravely,
a strong, little flower,
with stem vibrating,
hour after hour.
Though the wind blew,
gusting with power,
the stem became stronger,
hour after hour.
Facing the wind, bravely,
a strong, little flower,
with stem vibrating,
hour after hour.
Though the wind blew,
gusting with power,
the stem became stronger,
hour after hour.