Ride on the wind a while nIt's impossible to reach that far nWhen the scenery starts to colour [autumn arrives] nTried to stand up, but tripped over and fell nnLooking at the rolling waves nWaving water mirror shadow [reflection shimmering in the water] nnYour eyes gazing at the seashore nare absent, the wind cries here nthere is mist in the morning, layers of the sea sounds nnThe ship sounds are forgotten and no anchor ever lifts nIf you say you saw a blue star in the red morning nIt is never clear whether it is the truth or not nAsk the wave that will not return.