I want to be as fog with you
Gently fusing and waxing over the lake.
During the day we'd stay behind a mountain.
Maybe we'd turn into a rock,
Since rocks are the same color.
Or how about going on a picnic
To a space of land at the bottom of a waterfall.
Yes, wouldn't it be delicious
After a long walk through the woods
To rest there while we let the torrents find us?
I dream and dream yet
I can't even walk through the snow with you.