"Dream"

hope someday come true
Beautiful music,
always makes me lie in dream.
Hyacinth,
I worship.
his bouquet,
always makes me smile in dream.

My Hyacinth,
my baby,
he lives beside a clear stream.
The stones and clouds in the stream,
are his friends.
He is lonely,
as me.
But he has hopes,
as me.

When I get tired,
I will lie beside.
Then his sweet song and bouquet will surround me.