I wonder,
What if we decode the golden rays
And mix it with white rhythm?
Will it become the poetry of moon?
Will it blaze my room?
Will it give me hope
that I have someone too?

I wonder,
What if we collect a handful of ocean blue
And mix it with a tint of hue?
Will it become invisibility colourful?
Will it cool down my room?
Will it give me hope
that I have someone too?

I wonder,
What if we draw green wings
And let them fly over deserted springs?
Will it blossom in the transient sand?
Will it beautify my room?
Will it give me hope
that I have someone too?