I never expected you to come to Australia first

Still with the appearance that I am familiar 

I must travel across the ocean back and forth

And you? I wonder how could you come here?

I saw you climb the fence in our hometown

Up to my ears and blowing your horn

Then you asked me if I was afraid of

And I said: I like you blow your horn

We used to play hide and seek in a woodpile

I pretend that I don't know where you're hiding

You can't wait to stick your head out of the pile

You tell me you're right next to me using your horn

I see you in this foreign country unexpectedly

Did you travel across the ocean to follow me

We meet in these wild fields when melancholy

The joy alike seeing relatives you bring to me 

I always feel the coldness of the world

Many things are inconvenient to say publicly

But my heart has been filled with your love

When I need some real "friends" so eagerly

We know "friendship"  already too many 

The definition of them is confusing me

The Illusory "friendship" is hard to rely on

Only you, Wild Petunia, by thousands of miles

You come here to stay with me