Not so dark to realize the light Not so far to touch the stars And lonesome to feel hilarity
Stargazing, Remedy of the cold wind
Those lights Coveted by she who faithfully stay to see That shooting star which unknown when its downfall
I saw the blue When they felt its dark Covered by dots,i thought But they called it, planet. Dots of calmness, dots of beauty, dots of hope, Yet elucidate the vanity.