My American Dream or From Russia with Love

[Intro]
(Uplifting piano melody + light drums building up — 8 bars)

[Verse 1]
From Russia with love, a message I convey,
Skyscrapers piercing clouds in red, white, and gray.
Liberty’s torch still guides me through the ocean’s spray,
Your dream’s now mine — I’m here to stay.

Leaving distant frost for California’s shore,
I’ve chased your freedom, wanting something more.
Flag and anthem — spirit unconfined,
USA — a story for all humankind.

A land of second chances, where dreams take flight,
Where hope is more than words — it feels so right.
I carry these ideals, this promise in my soul,
Across the miles, I’m coming home — I’m almost whole.

[Chorus]
USA — my dream, my guiding light!
Each step’s a promise, shining ever bright!
From coast to shining coast, I’ll find my place,
In this great nation’s arms — I’ll see my face!

[Verse 2]
Concrete jungles, towering high, where ambition takes its stand,
Neon lights that never die across the promised land.
From Times Square’s dazzle to the Hollywood sign so bold,
The city’s heartbeat — a story yet untold.

Skyscrapers kiss the morning sky, a forest made of steel,
The ceaseless pulse of the nation, it’s real, it’s how we feel.
From Wall Street’s call to Main Street’s heart, the energy runs deep,
In every avenue and square, where promises we keep.

[Verse 3]
Hollywood’s magic on the silver screen, where legends come to life,
Where timeless tales and new visions blend — a cinematic strife.
The red carpet glamour, flashing lights, a standing ovation,
A dream factory crafting stories — global admiration.

On soundstages where visions take shape, beneath the studio lights,
Where directors craft each perfect frame, through days and sleepless nights.
Each Oscar;winning moment — a fire that continues to glow,
Born from passion, skill, and dreams that only art can show.

The magic of makeup, the art of the score,
The editor’s cut that opens the door.
From indie films to blockbusters grand,
American cinema — reaching across the land.

Broadway’s rhythm, where music never dies,
From jazz to hip;hop — vision that electrifies.
The studios’ craft, the producers’ burning skill,
They build whole worlds with passion, strong and real.

The power of melody, the force of the beat,
Where every voice finds a place to meet.
On silver screens and concert stages aglow,
American artistry — lighting up the globe.

[Chorus]
USA — my dream, my beacon in the night!
New horizons call me — everything feels right!
Spanning sea to shining sea, I’ve found my place,
In this great nation’s arms — I see my face!

[Verse 4]
Grand Canyon’s silence, redwoods towering tall,
Your nature’s majesty — it calls to all.
Statue of Liberty’s gaze across the bay,
Echoes of freedom — lighting up the way.

Small towns with big hearts, where kindness never fades,
Front porches, lemonade — sweet memories stay.
Silicon Valley’s dreams, where future takes its flight,
American spirit — burning ever bright.

Now I stand right here — part of this, alive,
With pride I say: «I’m American — I thrive!»
I’ll build, I’ll create, I’ll pay it back,
With gratitude and love — on the right track.

Your freedom’s my freedom, your dream’s my own,
Now I’m home with love — I’m no longer alone.
Together we’re stronger, united we stand,
The American dream — in my heart, in my hand.

[Outro]
(Music fades slowly, echoing chorus melody — 8 bars)
USA... my dream... the light that led me here...
Now I’m home at last... no more fear...

[Author]:
«© Badalyan Armen Lernikovich (Adam)».