Golden pearls from star dust,they...sat on violets,
when the eye sees,turn his eyelid towards the heart,
like the sun in sunset...
Golden pearls from star dust,they...grains of sand in hourglass,
the eye that sees it,like the sun is,
like a penny out of the treasure of a king...
Sweet are,droplets of morning dew,they...were seated on the leaves,
remembering the garden of my grandma and gooseberries,
they punch,to sweeten...
Golden pearls from star dust,they...the memories,
began their story like spring runny,echo bringing for clouds is,
touching eyelid sky,sweet blessing of memory.
What I will leave behind and what I gather,
the sky will cover like dew.
