I will saddle the cloud for you
to ride to land of dreams
I will whip the storm to yield
To you for a pleasant ride
I will tell the sky to become glen
With daisies and acacias on your way
To hiding place of my love
Rise like the dawn
Shine as the sun
Touch the time
Make me immortal
I open my hands
The nest of singing birds
To let the bird fly
Run like water
Rain like spring clouds
Gentle and fresh
Turn me green
In the color of your eyes
I will saddle the wind
For you to ride to land of dreams
Between two moments of aspiration
