Dreams of those
awakening nights,
Forgetting them is
itself a fright.
Maybe because they
have been the only ones,
With whom I have spent
my precious night hours.
Tackling through the bushes, pushing them apart,
Slowly as I reach that spot,
I glance at the unbelievable sight,
At which most of you would gaze in fright,
I choose my fate every night,
Even though no one waits by my side...
Dreams of those awakening nights,
Remembering them alone, gives me pride.
Maybe because they have been so mysterious all the time,
That I cannot just not have the quest to know more of my might.
Embracing me in that milky night,
There...stands the moon,
Floating in unmeasurable height,
Staring at me, as if giving me a boon,
And whispers," Promise me that thou shall never forget
Thy dreams, because deep within thy heart there lies nothing but
Thy mesmerized dreams...Fulfill them my child, fulfill thy dreams!"
And so I make a promise to always remember my dreams,
As I know they are the medium of my life's success,
And so is true for you too...
Dreams of those awakening nights never let you sleep, do they?
I glance at the unbelievable sight,
At which most of you would gaze in fright,
I choose my fate every night,
Even though no one waits by my side...
Dreams of those awakening nights,
Remembering them alone, gives me pride.
Maybe because they have been so mysterious all the time,
That I cannot just not have the quest to know more of my might.
Embracing me in that milky night,
There...stands the moon,
Floating in unmeasurable height,
Staring at me, as if giving me a boon,
And whispers," Promise me that thou shall never forget
Thy dreams, because deep within thy heart there lies nothing but
Thy mesmerized dreams...Fulfill them my child, fulfill thy dreams!"
And so I make a promise to always remember my dreams,
As I know they are the medium of my life's success,
And so is true for you too...
Dreams of those awakening nights never let you sleep, do they?
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