ODE TO COLE LAM
His hands are dancing in the keyboard,
His soul is floating in the sky,
His heart goes with me whereas I board,
In a journey without direction,
Without destination, with my fate.
His sparkling melody encourage me,
To follow the wind, follow the stars,
Just with his playing, today, I know,
That has rose, this night, in the heaven,
A new archangel, a new comet,
To tell us the verses of music,
To show us God's voice; words of the Lord.
Now is shining again my living,
Is the light I had lost in the past;
Now is showing me again my dreams,
Aims I had forgot when I was born.
