that golden lantern is no longer lit
that old record player plays at random
the blue melody has already slept with me
I dreamed of the time I never had
I dreamed of the hope after the mountains were exhausted
The afternoon sunshine has already lived in my heart
That purple roller blind has been opened since then
. Wake up in the breeze
I see the spring with flowers and birds singing
I see the endless fields
The afternoon sunshine has already lived in my heart
The long-lost shepherd's flute rings again
The long-forgotten picture unfolds again
I think of a cow's cry
I hear the children's voice of grazing when I was a child
I hear the swaying bells when the cattle and sheep return < Dream
wake up in a breeze
let it go
think of it in a flute
be a quiet child
In the afternoon, the warmth of the backlight
melts a corner that has been frozen for a long time
turns into a drop of white tears
kisses that flower to be released.