During the day,
you just want to chill,
your worries you want to kill,
when you feel depressed,
just close your eyes,
who knows? You might see your paradise.
Sometimes you got to form your own dream,
like swimming in ice-cream,
just think that you are doing whatever you like
even that you fly in the sky with a bike.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem