If the breeze hums at the arrival of my words to you br suddenly sometimes br stars of your eyes stay tuned br Assume that the moon after the clouds br was there yesterday and may be here today br br If it darkens the tranquil dusk br at the dazzling of my tears in your eyes br It is for sure, I will dangle and mingle br with the flowers at your doorstep br br If it is late at the glittering of my letters br in your skies br I shout in ecstasy and agony br like parrots like seagulls br Assume that your message is already br in my hands br br If nostalgia blossoms in your gardens of spring br the sky sways suddenly sometimes br Assume that we will meet once again br br If the streams touch your contours br sounds emanate from silence br It is for sure, the sun who flutes the sunshine br was there yesterday and may be here today.