You count the cost.

You count the cost.

The cost how many times you sent me to school,

The cost of the early morning and late night visits to the doctor,

The cost of sacrifice.

Have you pondered about the cost of counting?

The cost of negative remarks?

The cost of being calculative?

I never was like that. And I shall never become like that. I will stay happy and easy going.

The Adventurer continues on a trip to Sapa with that soulmate.