"...I will sing forever outside the dark window,
then inside the window and then inside sleep,
deep inside your dreams again and again
I will keep on singing....
Like the lamp light,like the wind,like the stars
my voice will carry the melody far and near...
you will see the white apple blossoms
then the small green fruit an the pleasant
red ripening afterward in your sleep..."
Tachihara Michizo(1914-1939)