Like the sky,
You're so beautiful, so infinite,
So full of smiles you paint on everyone's faces.
You're the roof,
The mansion of a million splendid memories.
But oh, you're so full of melancholy too, hiding in your shadows like a hunted deer.
You stand behind a mask in a garden of the flowers you grew, and let everyone admire and pick them out,
But stand bashful when they admire you.
All the beautiful things that have ever graced this world, you deserve to have every single touch of theirs.
And not just the milky way but the whole of the universe will always shout to you and say,
"You're more deserving than the never-ending changes of night and day."