Like a swallow flying into the sky,
No one is watching
Blooms like the legend of “Io”
Immersed in a noble state on his own,
Calling for a distant day,
Just in front of grave freedom
Even if it’s shaking
It’s just a detachment.
Before I knew it, I was caught by the sunshine
Are you stuck in the water droplets of the blue blue?
A swallow gently
When drawing a treble clef
Soon it disappeared somewhere.
Asrai Through the Petals
Someone takes the hand of an angel
Cross the Jing gum Bridge.
Stepping on fallen leaves
On a shabby branch
A butterfly suddenly came to visit
Leaning on the blue petals
Empty sky
I cried in search of my dream,
Where to go beyond the western mountains
It disappears in vain.
Even if it’s easy to beat flowers
It’s hard to be truly fragrant.
Full of cold dew
Into the wind without a grave
Mythical Mist River Crossing
In the wind, the sky without a song
It’s just, you’re going well.
Blue love of “Artis”!