The wind blows to the future

La la la...
underneath the blue sky, the wind blows toward the future,
as if embracing the rays of the sun.
merely wandering along,
i leave behind only a trail of footsteps.
as long as there's a breeze brushing my cheek & grass to lie in
i don't need anything else, and i'll smile with sleeping, gazing at
the never-ending future...
la la la... la la la...
i can hear the sound of waves, touching my heart,
selfishly aimless, like drops of rain.
the setting sun quietly reassures itself of everything,
then sinks into the distant sea, as if giving it a kiss.
wandering towards
the dream of a never-ending future.
la la la...
la la la...