Still when the wind blows;
Still when the moon glows;
I remember those beloved days;
And my sweet youth ways;
Still the starry long night;
And the silvery moonlight;
Reminds me of those sweet sounds
When my thoughts knew no bound.
Still the beetle’s cries;
And the illuminating fire-flies
Bring those sweet memories to my mind
When I was free to fly like a bird.
Oh yeah! Take away this entire golden realm
And return my youth freedom once again.
My Beautiful Lady
I saw a beautiful lady
Alone near a lake
In silvery clothes and hair black
She looked not of earth
I felt a twinge in my heart
That she came from other land
From sun, moon or heavenly sand
I know not from where
My beautiful lady has come here
To this stranger of starry land
I wish to make my friend
Her language I did not know
I saw her eyes grey
Emitting strange rays
They told me of a world far
A miraculous world beyond stars .