My summer wind

My summer wind
The one that will only be a never ending dream
Summer wind, is for the summer flower
Not for the daffodil that’s getting older

Summer wind..
He is too warm for the daffodil
As she is the queen of the spring
Summer wind will only make her dying

Summer doesn’t last long
Daffodil doesn’t live long either
They are like a simple love song
Beautifully made but has no appreciator

Summer wind is obviously not for the daffodil
Even he plays around, even he brings the warmth
Daffodil still doesn’t belong to the summer
She is married to the cold-heart winter

You can’t play with my daffodil forever
Go away and play with your summer flower
The way you celebrate your love everyday
Making you even more lost in your own way

Stop hurting each other
With a rhyme of romance that will never ever be sung
Daffodil can’t live till summer
And the summer wind..
Has to blow somewhere


April, 7th 2007