云田

掬一瓢银河的清泉

去灌溉浮云的花田

云田长满了蒲公英

开成了梦的光圈

晚风来时

就抖落无数盏梦的种子

化为流浪的星火

带着点点的希望

飞向遥远

Every cloud is a floating garden

of dandelion

a drifting island of hope

the wandering dream in the boundless ocean

travels afar to the shore of Milky Way

awaiting to be awaken

by the faintest touch of the breeze

of faith