I see the bright blue skies;
The wind, the trees, the Sun atop the hills dancing by.
The young yellow shoots, and the flowers caressed by the carefree wind;
Living to their fullest, before the same wind causes them to die.
I see the horizon, where in the dusky hue, the hill meets his love the sky;
She’s sober from the gone by rains, and looks at me a way too shy.
The purest sunshine, more white than yellow;
Calms the rage of the winds, into the sweet anger of the teenage girl.
To the delight of the grasslands below, the breeze sweeps them all;
Together they dance, they all dance by.
The air is seductive, coupled with the blinding sunshine;
The sweet intoxication, forcing me to live at times I die.
And suddenly I can’t see much, the murderous slumber messing with my head;
I hug my pillow, together we go back to finish the day-dreams left by.
O, I love the views, the weather, the tranquility, the Sun through my window shines;
Leave me with them to live and die, before the heartless winter comes by.