A summer night...how marvellous it is!
The gentle wind's caressing hair,
The silence's mingled with the sounds of trees,
The mystery is hanging in the air.
You look upon the sky
The twinkling stars are looking back at you.
You want to fly so pretty high
That you could touch a near world of new.
The earth's warm under your back,
The grass is soft and tender,
You hear the cicadas' songs and then
You do wait for a miracle or wonder!