|
Everyone's / heading in the same direction
|
|
|
|
No better than the ordinary in talent
|
|
|
|
The Water spurting out of a pump
|
|
|
|
A Bird flies away quietly
|
|
|
|
Thousands of white wings wheel in the morning wind
|
|
|
|
For fun I carried mother on my back
|
|
|
|
The Nurse's hand taking my pulse
|
|
|
|
When was it? / I heard it in a dream and was happy
|
|
|
|
Does its pounding pierce the sun in the sky?
|
|
|
|
Through the blue, blue moonless night
|
|
|