There was a field in my old town where we always played hand in hand. The wind was gently touching the grass. We were so young, so fearless. Time has passed. So much has changed, but the field remains in my heart Oh, where are you? I need to tell you I still love you. So I reach out for you. You fly around me like a butterfly. Your voice still echoes in my heart. You are my true love. There was a field in my old town, where in spring all flowers blossomed wide. We were chasing butterflies, hand in hand till close of day.