What if the winds, the waters are fatal,
What If the loss in every single battle,
Will stop us from being together and true.
But you are the one my heart belongs to.
In dreams we'll walk on the way to moon.
In dreams it will rain upon us every noon.
In dreams we will put feet in to streams.
In dreams we will catch cloudy sun's beams.
In dreams we will make baskets with flowers.
I dream we will build a home of ours.
In dreams we will pick wood of the pink tree.
In dreams from boundaries of humanity we will free.
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