The hardest stone, the prettiest flower
Return to ordinary sand

The water flows, the wind blows
Trees breathe and grow in the shadow of two of us

Serve the tea, climb the mountain
The half-torus Moon is inside your eyes

The seed that grew with nothing but love
Will fall dead in a beautiful dream
In this beautiful world

So sweet, I hear
So cold, I feel
So white, I see
Anger or love?
Sadness or love?
Love or depart?

Flowers, birds, wind and Moon
It's night, the prettiest night