I too am a dreamer
Its been long night for my heart
A long day for my soul
Its burning desire to know what can’t be seen
A mooring breeze with the sense of the fruitful cherry blossom
Oh its beautiful, the savory flowers of spring and its sense of eternal youthfulness
How i long for a day when day turn night and hate turn love
When the dark sky turn into a blooming spring of light
When the anguish of the summer bring into blossom the dreams of the spring
When the people of the slum can savor the blossoming light of thespring
The day when the sheep of the day can turn into a mighty lion of the night
When love can overcome the daily hate of the day and bring the flourishing cherry blossom of hope
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