Dream, dream, sweet dream,
In it, there is a wonderful world.
Don’t break it, because
It is windy and drizzly outside.
Spring is coming up unconsciously,
Who could know my deep emotion?
Who could share my feeling?
Who could touch the string of my heart?
I made a deep and serene dream.
My love embraced me warmly,
We laughed, we cried, we loved,
We indulged in everlasting excitement.
Will someone come into my dream,
To compose a wonderful story with me?
Jan, 2001
