Somewhere in the world—
a hut amidst the trees
above a tiny beach
caressed by the sea.
Somewhere in the world—
the silence of an angel—
it soars through the trees and the sky—
the echo of notes far away.
Sometimes I close my eyes and pretend
to be with you on the sand,
listening to the sound of the wind.
Somewhere in the world
the two of us alone amidst the trees—
there, where there is a hut
by the seashore.