Wishing on winds so winding they seem,
Wishing on Welkin to bring forth my dreams.
I remember you, I remember your blue,
The sky so wide my vision grew.
I can't tell if it's true, the sound of you,
My ears, they hear what I want them to.
But if it is and if I might,
I'd ask only to dream of you tonight.
If you could, before I go
Come see me here, so at least I'll know.
Soon she'll near the end of her flight,
So please I ask before Luna's lost from sight.