My precious dreams, buried

In the depth of slumber

My dulcet gross desires thinned 

In the eyes of my existence

My fruitful life, limited

To the present, its past never lived

Without dreams, I die

I live under deadly tears

Following the footsteps of my fellow mate

'till infinite, I have a path no more

I'm a slave of my petty fate 

In the deep swamps of my thoughts

I wandered

At every tick-tock 

Of the celeste clock

All overwhelms me 

All cramped in my busy mind

Few wise voices resonate in my head

As I dive

Sleeping in the gleam of darkness

I'm scared 

In the middle of my like

I'm a prey

I lost my dreams  

In the vastness 

Of mortal with hearts of stones 

I'm scared

That my offspring will have no life