I felt a sour in my heart,
My tears shed spontaneously
A mood of depression was so hard
that controlled me so seriously
I just looked out of the window
and smelled the refreshing breeze
My cure was in that cold wind. Oh!
Such beautiful weather: Please!
Take away all my terrible sorrow
It took me to another world
Where the green trees and the blind night
Where there's no need for the bright sword
That is used by the brave knight
A world where only peace prevails
Where the moon stands in pride
Among the staring sky where the shining stars
Just missing a white horse which I ride
But soon that glowing ball will leave
bringing with it the eye of heaven
And dreams will come true for those who believe
in the beauty of their dreams and always forgetting
their terrible sorrows in order to achieve
And make use of the great grace they're given
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