[00:45.87] I'll gather a handful of stars[00:47.94] Sitting in a boat-crescent[00:52.26] Will disperse[00:54.03] The waves-clouds[01:00.45] With chilling wind[01:00.81] Hit the bank shore...tree tops[01:08.94] And descend the branches[01:09.48] To the forest lake[01:41.07] My crown of stars[02:00.45] i'll wrap in a sack of moss[02:02.88] and emerald fragrant grass[02:03.66] throw into the waters dark[02:05.73] for huge black fish swallow[02:06.87] when the water turns into ice[02:14.40] let the wanderer tired[02:29.91] catch that fish[02:30.18] with moonlight, with silent old song[04:20.49] let my crown of stars be a gift for him[04:21.63] milky way...his throne.