morning breeze.

sometimes you just need to hang on,
because you are the blowing wind,
who can be the air,which can stand still,
and you are also this first breeze,
which most don't notice.

yeah,you are also this first breeze,
which most don't notice,
soft,cool,warm,fresh,sweet and lively,
like the feathers,silk,milk,flowers
and honey,green sprouting leaves.
when the morning sun, is a baby,
treading first steps,with tiny feet.


morning breeze...
sometimes you just need to hang on,
because you are the blowing wind,
who can be the air,which can stand still.

hang on,
and please my sweet perfume,
wait till you be you-the morning breeze.
open your blackened eye,pure white beauty....

open your blackened eye,
oh pure white beauty,
it's just a bad dream,
it's a bad dream,mind storming.

wake up from this bad dream,
it may storm you soon to the sea sides,
and drown you into this self-destruction device,
the barren dry desert,life-less.

wake up from his bad dream,
hang on for a little more time,
else,you may end up in a desert,lifeless,
through a self-destruction device...

wake up,wake up, and hang on a while,
else you may end up in a desert,lifeless,
through a self destruction device,
and create a veil, of a deceiving mirage.

open your blackened eye,
oh pure white beauty,
it's just a bad dream,
it's a bad dream,mind storming.

open your eyes,don't storm,breeze,
you are the blowing wind,
you are the air,
you are the sweet breeze.

wake up, open your blackened eyes,
oh pure whit pained beauty,
blow now,it's morning,
be the breeze.
soft,cool,fresh,warm,sweet,lively...
like the feathers,silk,milk,flowers
and honey,green sprouting leaves.