When i look up to the heaven
i see a light blue blanket,
i see birds flying around,
i see areoplanes crossing their lines,
i see clowds playing with each other,
with different forms and shapes.
I would be a bird then i could fly with the clowds,
i would fly over mountians and see the land behind,
I would dive into this deep blue see above us,
i would take my way to end of the world.