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fantasy,love,dream |
Like in a mechanical ballet my thoughts are dancing On the tip tap toes, so delicate the butterflies are Wrapping my soul with their soft, colorful wings Hear the rain doing tic-tack drops on the window glass, Calling me back in memories, remember, is a labyrinth Inside of me, even with Ariadna's yarn you can get lost, So blue are these waves talking about summer, the wind Whispering, words of beauty, words of flame, burning In my eyes like a candle in an ancient temple of forgiveness. Take this handful of dust, throw it in the hot clear breeze, In a mighty place just the two of us knew about it, a secret, Well-kept, deep down, in the heart of the mind, memory... Why are you trying to seduce me with your old voice? Using the old tricks, using the same face of words? Take off this mask, you wear it for too much long, It’s seem more real than you ever were...or even you Are lost in the same surreal dream we used to call life? Wake up! The light comes where its truth and beauty, Wherever you may go, just keep the door wide open, Let the first ray of sun wash away the night mare, Turn your face to the light, look into the light, You might see the truth, fly high, jump, have faith! The rain it’s washing all the streets, rich or poor, The sun shines above all the houses, sad or happy, The wind blows all the leaves, green or yellow, Learn generosity from them, learn to be free, To be wild, to be genuine, and don't lose your sleep, Next time you might find yourself in a wonderful dream... |