Island Dream (From A Poem To A Song) Poem by Gordon Tseng

(You can check the poet's profile for the youtube link to the song)

When the rockers’ first scream from the island’s south tip blues the spring,
I’m going with you on our journey for the song only the Pacific Ocean can sing.
When the Tung blossoms’ first snowflake from green mountains lights up the summer,
I’m going with you by train to swim in the music waves by Gonliao festival lovers.

A song doesn’t have to be new.
A dream doesn’t have to be cute.
An island doesn’t have to be huge
As long as I’m with you.

When the firework’s first blinking brightens the Danshui River in the autumn night,
I’m going with you to visit the poor legendary couple twinkling up above the sky.
When the first birds flock from Siberia flashes the early winter,
I’m going home with you and warming again the adventurous dreams that still linger.

A song doesn’t have to be new.
A dream doesn’t have to be cute.
An island doesn’t have to be huge
As long as I’m with you.