There is a dream in a dream lost forever
Every day and each night to its never
Where a heartbeat is falling or on playing
In its beats of its now and never staying
Where the pearls of the night are in the dark
And the glow of the morning comes with spark
When you are thinking about the beautiful
In your dreams that have come and never are dull
As the moments go on by and on by
Filling days with the cloudlets drifting high
Through the fusions of their endless on going
In every drift of seasons on flowing
Our dreams are forever in their making
Through our time that's either lost or awaking
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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