Everlasting spring blooms our spirits away,
Guiding your body lying next to me,
Look,
there is something in your face that make you looks beautiful,
an overflowing happiness I smell when you here beside me,
warriors we imagine guiding bonds we share,
a hand touching our barren skies,
but when I turn my eyes,
you’re the most beautiful cloud itself...

It is summer we have now,
I wonder how long we sleep here, on a quieter trace of paradise,
until your sleeps awaken?
or until my wakes sleeping?

The answer of my questions now must be resting beneath your very feet,
defending a mighty tales below your sweetest love,
a love that I trade with your sorrows,
a happy ending that I trusted,
but in the end of the road,
I just found you there,
lying...
drowned deep in a seabed.

It is now autumn,
now love is no longer a beauty word,
because deep in the depth of our dreams,
falling leaves crowning your head,
making you a queen in our kingdom,
the only kingdom whose throne I believed to wield,