《Your silhouette》

The houses?

on the street stand at night

How big can a city be

How light can a lady's makeup be

The city stretches?

under the moonlight on the hilltop

The lights out of the windows?

are like the yellow light of fireflies

These houses are hazy like a painting

There is a space in the painting,

where you can wander in light steps,

your silhouette is always the soul of the city

Your eyes gazing at the moon

Have you ever seen?

my gaze from the top of the hill

I stand on my tiptoes and look hard at the city

Searching for the figure of you?

that only exists in movies and dramas

For a moment I seemed?

to see the way you stare at me