When I lie awake for long
I think of a long gone song
Of stories that got made
In times I was reborn
I follow the beat of my heart
To the point where reality departs
Into a realm of wonder I wade
A world where life restarts
The night gathers in me
Even the faintest memory
What's precious never fades
Stays to rule over my dreams.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Thanks very much.