Once there was this gal,
Which I never stopped looking at.
She always used to wear heavy makeup
Thinking no one could notice her.
She hid herself in three layers of cloths during summer
And twice as many during the winter

They acted normal at first,
Just like other two people who study together.
Always trying to cover her mouth,
Everything except revealing her words.

But when she found that Andrea could not return a favor
She couldn't help it
And burst with tears in this worthless boy's arms.
All she did was loving him,
Letting herself get too close.
Too close to get hurt.

Was it wise?
Was it right?
What the worthless boy will do?
How the angel will respond?

Approaching, step by step,
Our worthless boy tries to make the world right
Angels should not be thrown like this
God is a saint,
And so are his kids.
Angels crying is not just a song,
It is also the reality.

The angel feels a lot better now,
Thanks to the worthless boy.
And it makes him happy,
He changed the world now.
He made the world better.
He is no longer a worthless boy,
He is an angel himself.

And both angels are bonded now,
She even stopped wearing all this makeup.
She even stopped covering herself with lots of cloths.
She may take her good friend Angel to her house sometime,
Only if he'll move place to a much nearer neighborhood,
And only if he keeps being an angel.

And above all, they both know
That they are bonded forever,
From being angels themselves.
They are one.


This song is dedicated to Bua Piyavee, the one who this
whole song was written about.