Night of Dream

On the night full of stars,

I was looking for the moon,

with the wine in  my hand,

I was surprised if it was December or June.

I was looking through my past,

thinking of you having by my side,

As I go deep into my miseries,

I realized how much you ran and how much I hide.

on the night full of stars,

I was looking at the moon,

thinking of you looking into my eyes,

but got woke up from the dream soon