I dreamt of my life
As a flowering field
Of sprightly colours
In a sunday of spring
I ran with the wind
And swung with milk-clouds
Caressing green mountains
Reflecting in the soul
I dreamt of my days
As limpid streamlets
Where fairies could dance
And young deers could drink
I was like a princess
Just born from the moon
My home was a castle
And lived without rules
I dreamt of my nights
As sparkling starlight
Where magic could reign
And witches could fly
I dreamt of myself
As shadow of dreams
Where really i can live
What would like to be
