In far lands of green dales
Wild flowers in dew
And willows which in silver dwell
Wild flowers in dew
And willows which in silver dwell
Winds whisper in emerald leaves
Valleys hidden in misty blue
Streams tell of endless spring
Silently petals tell ever lost tales
Among the palaces fading in time
Paths never seen by any living soul
Thither silence quivers in white tide
Living within harsh sea waves
White ships sail across the sea
Seeking the land of undying
Whispering farewell over silent sky rim
Fair birds, take me away
To the land of dreams I long for
Over the hill and across the dale
Bring me to that silent shore
Where heart dwells and my soul belong
Linlin's Poetry 