My dreams
I don't fly in my dreams.
And I don't fall to the deep.
My dreams are not about prince
And not about sweet lollypop.
My dreams are strict and simple
They come from people's lives
They are not about little children
And not about big fame...
My dreams can realise
But I don't want it
Because if I have eyes and ears
I can see and hear my dream.
The dreams are not to be true
They jnly for dream about them.
But I know one day they'll come true
And I won't be happy of the dreams.
I won't be happy
Because I can't dream now
And it'll be nothing
To dream about...