I have seen somewhere
On the parchment trees
In the evening when
You sit back and forth
And a shepherd
Via raw pathways
Fall down the mountain
I have seen when
Rising on the slopes
And down in the valley
Those lonely rainy grasses
Rush to touch the hidden sun
I have seen and heard too
Somewhere around these
Deep cold valley
Music by the flute
Then just on top of
Standing under the pine tree
I have seen the day
Changing into the night.
