If only I could sing,
With a voice of birds,
Fragrance of flowers,
And beauty of stars.
I\'d be playing my guitar throughout the year,
With trees dancing near the beautiful grass,
A squirrel or two viewing the morning charm,
With a wish of nuts in thousands.
I wish to fly over to this crystal dream,
Worth more than dozens of diamonds,
Bringing me my grace.
During sunrise,
If only I could sing,
During sunset,
If only I could dream,
I shall no longer be afraid,
And remain no more a coward,
But follow my dreams,
And meet my desires forever.