“What is that you’re dreaming about?”


Well, I don’t know what I dream of

Sometimes I dream about cliffs and I fall off.

Sometimes I dream of kites and colours in the night sky

While other times I’m trying to fly high.

Often I see a silhouette running on the beach

And I see my thin hands drawing the picture of a peach.

I watch me growing into a beautiful art

And then the next night finds me dead with a halted heart.

I dream of him, my perfect man

I dream of a happy woman, to be her is my plan.

I dream about an audience applauding with joy by hearing my name

I don’t understand who I am, what is my aim.

I’m dreaming about a strong girl, no matter what she wants to be

I’ve got some strength, peace and love for her to be me.


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