With joyful steps I ran at dawn
at the meadow with blooming colors
I passed the tall grasses
I chased rainbow butterflies.
Flowing water called me with a whisper
Brook told me a story
He is my faithful friend
I am his silver droplet.
Invited to dance with the swirls
Swayed in the strong arms
I was agile as water, fleeting as the wind
Dressed in a gown made of waves
Walking into the clear water
Dreaming of a beautiful love
when a voice called out from a distance:
she doesn’t know how to swim – dream faded …