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Then you dream
!
?why did you betray
?why did you spoil my day
why did you make me believe
?that i can hope and live
why did you peer at me with a wry face
?and you made me, unwilling, taste grief – and embrace
I thought for good you would stay
But never will regret in my heart's caves hold sway
!
?why did you betray
?why did you spoil my day
why did you make me believe
?that i can hope and live
why did you peer at me with a wry face
?and you made me, unwilling, taste grief – and embrace
I thought for good you would stay
But never will regret in my heart's caves hold sway
Others draw when they are dreary
I wrote when I felt sad and weary
They cried and screamed
I wrote and dreamed
I wrote for the gloom I will never bow to
I dreamt of one day it all will come true
I never thought that I was crying for the moon
Or that my expectations would die and wither so soon
Now, the candle of lost ambitions in my eyes never will flare
And at the stars gleam I never will stare
At the sea of chimeras I will never go
For distress only it will fetch and sow
God led us to drink from the salty river of misery
To know what it means to be merry, happy
Yet i thank you...dreams
For dare in myself you instil
And my soul will never be vanquished by fear's morbid thrill
For in my heart, in my soul the wind of darkness never will blow
And the waters of desperation will never flow
I wrote when I felt sad and weary
They cried and screamed
I wrote and dreamed
I wrote for the gloom I will never bow to
I dreamt of one day it all will come true
I never thought that I was crying for the moon
Or that my expectations would die and wither so soon
Now, the candle of lost ambitions in my eyes never will flare
And at the stars gleam I never will stare
At the sea of chimeras I will never go
For distress only it will fetch and sow
God led us to drink from the salty river of misery
To know what it means to be merry, happy
Yet i thank you...dreams
For dare in myself you instil
And my soul will never be vanquished by fear's morbid thrill
For in my heart, in my soul the wind of darkness never will blow
And the waters of desperation will never flow
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