I Envy The Liberty Of The Wind
It Can Race To You And To Embrace You
I Would Like To Be The Sweet Perfume
Of The Flowers In Spring And To Inebriate Your Deep Being
I Envy The Rain In Summer That
Knows How To You Catch By Surprise
I Would Like To Be That Flake Of Snow That
Lightly Melts Itself On Your Perfumed Skin
But When Unexpectedly I Will Meet You
An Embrace Unthought Will You Give Me…?