Alive, to the ends of eternal
Through the spring thunder at the night
Touch of silence under starlight spinning
A peaceful place within any gate

I am seeking for long lost landscape
Lit by bloomers and meteoric cascades
Where the glob to be born from the cloud
Where the light turning up from the sky

Laugh, angel child, through humans’ chaos
Senseless worship place and towering cross
Praise, oh kid, though few of you know how
Fold your hand into the midnight moon

I am searching for hidden entrance
Where the four-leaf clover grown
Where the child inherit the earth
Where the last again will be first

Laugh, angel child, show your innocent and pure
The holy will unroll the colors of rainbow
’Rekuen’ shimmering through the deep end
Singing birds’ tongues with whisper

I am running from mystic globe
Majestic man-made forest and the current flout
To where the rainbow never born

I am running down ancient palace
Through this brilliant green and pure white wings
To where the light turning up from the sky

I am running to freedom’s paradise
Instead of straying till the new dawn bloom
To where the rainbow once in the ’Rekuen’

2004/03/29 Minami