His heart is happy like a hummingbird;
She sings all life long...

In my darkest night,
The owls go to bed early...

On the dark sea, above lands and oceans,
The bright, young moon, swiftly, moves...

A breath of life,
I am me again...

Crimson ink, smeared upon the lonely ground,
Awaiting to evaporate in the dusty, autumn air...

His musical whisper jolts my tiny universe,
Misery evaporates, promptly, into the cold air...

You 're the evil thorn that bit my heart-- O, my...
And left my coronary vein to bleed crimson woe...

The city, mottled with blazing crystals,
Crimson glow, lighting up the nights...

Moonlit sky glimmers upon the silent lake,
Whispering a love story for the world to hear...

There is no place like home.
I can listen to the trees whisper in my language...

Lonely universe,cold Earth,
An ember glows, joylessly...

I am a hummingbird, flying...