Interlude

Say that the flute will sound
I was sitting and opening the fence
No one didn't play the flute anymore.

I was waiting for listening to that tune
Thought in my heart
Anyone did not sing in tune anymore.

That says I will draw a picture
Caught paint and brush
But couldn't draw anymore.

That's the way it goes
I went out to the door
But couldn't cross the bridge.

I thought that I will paint the face
Since when did I dress up?
And couldn't no longer painted in spring color.