The deafening clangs of a silver coin
On concrete as deep as a crying prose
Among others' silver, my gold shall join
For my wish is as precious, I suppose

Yes, I am aware; I am not alone
Who wishes for that element of love
Dug deep from the caverns of your rib bone
Or from treasures of the giants above

Yellow sky, the sun has peeked
It looks beautiful when the curtains leak
Darling, you look as pretty on your slumber
Yet you are more beautiful on my shoulder