No.11 "A Boy with Ginkgo Leaves "

With each hand,
Grasping a leaf,
The boy,
Runs across a field,
On a fair autumn day.
Shining golden,
Leaves of the tree,
In the boy’s heart,
You remain,
Never fading.


With each hand,
Grasping a leaf,
The boy,
Runs across a field,
On a fair autumn day.
Shining golden,
Leaves of the tree,
In the boy’s heart,
You remain,
Never fading.