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2011. április 30., szombat

The magic of dreams...

What do you dream of, I often wonder,
Under the magic of starry nights,
Perhaps of torment you collapse under,
Or searching for days you left behind.

Do you see meadows in bloom, so lovely,
Listen to seagull’s lonely cries,
Or do you whisper to four walls only,
A name from the past with tearful eyes.
Do you dream sunshine for tomorrow?
A smile that cures all mournful hearts,
Or laughter that echoes in your sorrow,
Magically transferring wrongs to rights.
Is it so real, that, what you're dreaming,
That visions of magic spring to life,
And when from night the dawn is breaking
They never get shadowed by the light?
Don't leave the magic in the night...

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