The morning soaks itself
Along the shores of the sea
And in your eyes
Where flowers bloom so nice
I pass my long day
Looking only at thee.
Thousands of flowers
Of so varied colors
Red, purple and blue -
The morning birds chirp
Above the frosty rooftops
They burst in melody soft
When I look at you.
Naked the shingles prattle
The sandy shores sing
You bathe your body
In foamy waves
Numberless pearls
The oceans do bring.
In my dooryard
When the shiyulis bloom
In autumnal white
For sorrows there is no room
My glorious lady takes away
All my gloom.
When you look calm or smile
Or even look vacant, right?
My mind is all moonlit sprites
You are Moon, you are bright
Really, you are my Moon
Steady though all night.
The morning soaks itself