I dream,
I learned to fly…

Fifty thousand words I wrote will lift me up to see the sky
and stars on the cold night,
cement under me,
wet –
I’m lost among all hearts I touched,
a part of me in every hand I hold
and memories…

I am a tree,
and branches fall
and fruits fell deeper when autumn called,
love never fades,
my hands are tied
and I can not stop the dream…

A child has died
and chances are for those who dare to bleed,
we’re going to war,
drop the swords and kneel for the free
and let it fall onto me,
my dreams…