Last night I was picking stars from the sky
on the leaves of the flower. I was sprinkling dew
when I woke up. The sun was flowering. Last
night I dreamed of you again, your voice is for
me, the sound of rain is sleeping
with its warm drizzle, I look at
what you are doing. The lightning of your gaze shakes
all my threads and fabrics,
one night of that bright blue night,
how did I feel with you in the moonlight,
come on, your stories are sweeter than the dream
that hit me tonight, sleep again,
my heart is full. It hits in the air of your
heart, what have you dreamed again, I still
have a fever for you, like summer,
when I remember the flowers in your heart, my
heart fills up, in the air of your heart, what dreams I have seen for you, I
still have a fever for you, like summer,
when I remember your flowers, my heart fills my heart, in the air of your heart, what dreams I have seen
for you
, I still have a fever for you, like summer,
when I remember your roses
, I
used to pick stars from the sky last night.I sprinkled it on your black hair
when I woke up. The sun had bloomed,
I saw you again last night, I dreamed of you again, your
voice is for me, the sound of my rain is
sleeping with its warm drizzle, I
look at what you are doing. The lightning of your gaze shakes
all my threads and fabrics,
one night of that bright blue night,
how did I feel with you in the moonlight,
come on, your stories are sweeter than the dream
that hit me tonight, sleep again,
my heart fills in your
air. What a dream I have seen for you I
still have a fever like summer
, when I remember the flowers in your
heart fill my heart, in the air of your heart, what dreams I have seen for
you
I still have a fever like summer,
when I remember your flowers
, my heart fills in the air,
what dreams I have seen for you
I still have a fever like summer,
when I remember your flowers.
