Dream on

Another dream, another tale
Snow's falling outside, so pale
A little girl in her bedroom
Dreams sweetly, sailing to the moon
In her fantasies, childly clear
As there's no burden yet to bear.
What does she dream of? Well, we can
Knock the door leading to her land
Like Wonderland, it's like a rove...
The child is dreaming about love.
In her first dreams so innocent
Pure love is walking hand in hand
With hate, this passionate duet
Creates the world we understand.
Time flies and rushes through the path
And where's the end, and where's love?
No one would say but pale white rose
Who will, of course, scratch her nose,
And cough, and blush, but with a bow
She'll say sincerely: "I don't know".
The stream of life will never stop,
Even if it loses single drop.
Ten years passed. An adult girl
With sparkling eyes and heart of cold
Can't fall asleep. The moon calls
And warming melody arose
In her mind, making heart strings cry
From lonely silence of the night.
Her clear thoughts are filled with spice,
And dreams live in the house of ice.
One dream. One pulsing with her blood.
A dream with name of her beloved.
But no more abstract heroes left
To make her wish forlorn and dead;
No powers of imagination
To bring her heart to salvation.
It's left to Lord to bless her with
The gift that sharpens her belief...
In destiny's hands, in storm of fate
She prays and waits. She is to wait.
And to believe. Believe and pray
That she'll put down one winter day:
"Another dream, another tale,
Snow's falling outside, so pale..."