In my wakeful dreams,

I fantasize the beautiful flowers,

Which has engulfed my heart,

With Flaming ice on a blue day.

Yet my happiness seems incomplete.

In my quest for a tender eye,

A glittering eye and sonorous voice.

I set on a voyage,

On a world of two tale

Standing there all day,

In search of morning balm,

That could make my day and cast a smile on cheek.

Happiness to my sobering heart,

Light to illuminate my path.

With goodness of luck 

I fine one.

I did return, think my happiness soon be complete

Ohh water disappointment,

All I get is a hissing tent.