| 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 |
|
|