In my dream world I would see that gorgeous eye,
to whom my soul descends; an eye of utter lust,
composed of glitter thunder and sparkling sand.
It is my dream world, therefore I cannot deny.
For once it is truly mine to grasp.

In my dream world the past would pace cautiously,
in turn we would resolve obstacles when it lasts.
And may it persist as my trustworthy escapes the blast.
It is my dream world, therefore let me describe.

In my dream world the wind would remain vulnerable
for it to blow the humanitarian roots away.
So that we stay together and do not flee!
It is my dream world, therefore we are reborn
as innocent infants to travel through time.

In my dream world thee soul would not depart,
since it owes the most precious we die to repossess;
journeying through the darkness of our heart to return.
It is my dream world, therefore allow me to drown.

In my dream world I should have joined the conflict,
Until the last drip of love and blood to merge the
dignity of thy country; for it deserves young bloods.
It is my dream world, therefore we cannot elude duty
and coward under the rear of thundering ground.

In my dream world I would anticipate your arrival
under the shadows of flourishing trees; rejoicing at
the illusion of comfort and peace.
It is my dream world, therefore it is acceptable to
highly soar, above the clouds, and fall back to destiny
-the path to an end, wherever it may be.

The world of my dreams awaits the obstruction
in which further dreams are completely forbidden,
therefore it is my fate blindly guide.