Hello,

I'm speaking to you

Because I feel comfortable with you...

Your eyes may grace me with a tiger,

That I can pet on its ears...

Or they may be of a bird,

Of which I can't touch in the sky...

But I know that both exist in you,

I know that you're someone worthy...

(Life is for you)

...

Hello,

I'm speaking to you,

Because I care about you

And your freckled face,

That people seem not to accept...

Or your body,

That people gawk at...

When you cry at the silent moon,

Does the blue accept you?

Does the color itself shine on you?

I'm sure it does

Because the world,

And even the universe...

Doesn't discriminate your blood

...

Hello,

I'm speaking to you,

Because I love you...

I want to share the picnic basket with you in the afternoons...

Where the breeze can tickle your bones,

And spread the joy you've longed for...

I want to cuddle with you under the sheets of meteors,

Where the grass feels like a tear-less cloud,

And the moon feels like a best friend

...

Hello,

I'm speaking to you,

And only you.