Open my curtains,
Certainly you would smile in the sunshine,
Like the morning,
I promise, you would see me as the sky,
Beautiful like a diamond,
You will sparkle like a rainbow,
If you would squeeze both hands,
I would come as sweet juice,
Here, as yawning would awaken you,
Like dust, would I fly in your air,
Gentle as the air, as mountains climb us,
It would rain us, forever as clouds become darker.