To someone important,
Whoever that might be
From the past or future,
I welcome you

Will we spend the nights looking at the moon?
And enjoy sunrises with the aroma of coffee or tea?
Listen to the hymn of the winds and its children,
I have those in store, will you accompany me?

Dearie, have I told you,
Your eyes sparkle all the time
Your scent calms me down too—
Bewitching me more and more

Let me hear your chants,
As you deliver your feelings
Let me hear your whimpers
As you become more comfortable with me

I yearn for something so mundane in this world
I dream of reckless freedom,
I dream of you, dearie
You’re someone important; almost on your way to my arms