I was a lost girl in the Mars—
looking for the crisp melody of air that I can breathe in,
looking for a shivery place to melt my vested warmth that burning as a flame,
looking for mortal who I can able to talk with in the cosmos where I'm the only living thing.

Until he came, an astronaut who saved me from the torment—
he held my hand as we go to his world, the earth:
with a refreshing wind that I used to breath in and out whenever I told myself to calm down as my tears kisses my cheeks,
with a wintry place that I used to experience whenever the atmosphere became cold due of my icy heart,
with someone that I used to talked with who changed when there's a lot of living things fooling around him.

I once a lost girl with my own world and back to it again—
but now, with his universe that filled with metaphors.