Now is the night,
in its dark dream wing;
only starry light
on its eternal pearly string.
Follow your dreams,
be you and be true;
light in faraway seems
coming to my windows through.
Now is the night,
dreams in their darkish way;
gleams of old light
that once was another day.
Follow your heart,
find out what is true;
somewhere a reason will start
in certainty on to you.
Now is the night,
from another day gone;
pleasures of yesterday's flight
carry those memories on.
Follow your desires
through a world that's changing;
reach for dreams higher
what tomorrow is arranging.
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I would like to translate this poem
Lovely reflection on dreams. I love it when we manage to hold on to our ideals and dreams.