A centaur baby is cast ashore. Born of a dream about freedom, his mother, a wave; his father, a cloud.

The gentle and bright strawberry moon sings a lullaby:

“Half boy, half horse, wonder and magic will play their course;

The pain is strong, but it will fade, if only you decide to stay;

Just remembering that, far or near, when love is strong, everything turns crystal clear;

And when those tears fall, raise your gaze above the starry wall;

Hurt and pain soon shall pass, just let your heart keep beating fast;

When the tides of luck bring you friends, cherish them while you can;

For in the end those blessed to find, a special love will strongly bind.”