The herbs are sleeping beautiful,
full of dew.
In the sky - false secretly
moon beauty.
These herbs breathing
We deceptive dream.
I'm in your dreams
passionately immersed.
I believe and fancies:
We - in harmonious dream.
All, what you want, come true -
Leaned.
Embrace - and meet,
We hide in the grass,
And then lit up
The lunar blue.
