On the other side of the wall
I imagine that
the gentle stars and resting trees
only stretch to where the sky ends

On the other side of the wall
I imagine that
lonely cries and wishful sighs
only exist at where the sea sleeps

On the other side of the wall
I imagine that
people's embraces and smiles
linger a little longer

On the other side of the wall
I imagine that
the world is the same
but there, the snow melts

On the other side of the wall
I think that
I could gaze at the tearful clouds
without feeling alone

But these things
I will never know
until I climb