I have dreamed that daisies have returned to the plains.
I feel the scent of daisies!
I open my eyes, my hands are full of daisies.
I am enchanted by their beauty!
But, without the wind coming, all them disappeared.
My tears have flowed down on my empty hands uncontrollably
I know that no one can capture the scent of daisies.
someday daisies will be back again.