The spring breeze can't compare to you,
The spring rain can't compare to you,
The roses can't compare to you,
The romance all around me,
I pass through your blooming glory,
And share a brilliant moment with you.
The sky is ever-changing: the sun, clouds, and light of day; the moon, its cool glow, and the vast stars at night; birds flying across the heavens, all blending into the firmament. You don't know where they're headed or where they'll come to rest, whether they'll keep soaring, soaring, until their strength gives out and they fall.
