When day is out, I can see in the sky Plentyful forests made with the stars In cold night, I can feel thee near-by, Goddess of asters no matter thou art so far
But in my sorrow I need to see Beatiful sunsets, precious to thee And in my travels when they're too long I just pay worship with this sweet song
Everytime I gaze the blue sky Filling thy grace with love tears my eyes In thy face see the space In my cry, hear a sigh Praying for thy light
A burning ship crossing the sky by day, Sailing the morning, light is its trace A silver ship for love starting the chase When the night comes the light dies away