From the brown earth,
grow a maple tree,
with the most beautiful leaf ,
i ve ever seen.
Anything taller that it,
nobody stronger than it.
In an instant, the moon observe from the top,
while the leaf float with the wind,
they are dancing and just the birds can see.
The moon smiles feeling the leaf , touching her cheak,
but the wind stoped to blow,
and the leaf falled on the gound,
is when the moon started to feel alone.
