I remember a bird, with a cloud passing by
And I dream to fly
I remember a rock, without this endless will
And I dream to be still
I remember your pain, despair and fret
And I dream to forget
I remember your kindness, doing all that you could
And I dream to be good.
I remember confusion, darkness, deceit
And I dream of belief
I remember your demanding and angry tone
And I dream to be alone.
I remember your beauty, exquisite and fair
And I dream to be there.
And of reality, which in these memories I forsake
So I dream to awake.