A winding summer road led me to a path,
That, taken by the full moon's love,
Made me cry and laugh
The tears became a river, flowing wild and free
But where it reached the ocean
I could not seem to see
The laugh became an echo between a mountain range,
But I could not hold it in my hand
Nor cause the laugh to change
I sat to rest beneath a tree
But couldn't remember why,
Until I saw the starry night
Beneath the cloudy sky.