I come from a valley called blue
Where I used to live and die below the fogs
Or wear a white silk and haunt the dragonflies
Just to make sure I'm okay, when I was not
On Sunday, I heard your voice and felt a rush of panic
I thought I'll forget it , but darling I never did
Only an eight which is doomed to carry a one
Tones of sweet words to say but I always held my tongue
I wrote a haiku and bought me a grave, yet my youth will never be gone
Yes, I come from a blue valley
Where I used to live when I was sixteen and happy
But I packed my feelings and moved to the clouds
To become an anonymous moon and shine through your nights
You're only a one, with an eight to carry
Never moved your pen to write me you're sorry
Now I let you go as the calendars get blurry
The grass will remmber you, even with no footprints
Life's the flood of hopes, but you'll stand still
The radio hisses and I almost panic
I thought that you'll come
But honey
You never did
جالب و زیباست
جسارتا از پاراگراف سوم
به دوم شخصی تازه وارد اشاره شده
که انسجام عمودی سروده را مختل نموده و
توضیحی در مورد ارتباط دره آبی مطلع و آن دوم شخص داده نشده است