The sun is shining all the time,
The ocean writes the poems here,
The heaven is so blue and clear,
The wind is just a friend of mine,
And there’s nothing left to fear,
So big and bright and magic moon
Is floating in its own pace.
We haven’t ever seen this place.
This world is like a nice cartoon,
It’s always spring and pretty space,
The wine is dancing in the glass,
The wave is kissing empty coast,
Because of dreaming we are lost,
The King is kind and nice to us
Like in the fairy-tales from past…
We learned a lot of foreign words
Which sound like the hymn of revel,
The ladies here are sheen and clever,
This dream’s the best of all the worlds,
And everyone could live forever.
But where the sky is like the lead,
The rain is gray and made of marble,
The ray of light is lost and crumbled,
Where loving heart’s the only heat,
There is a place to rise and stumble.
And we will smile to the night,
Excited by the stars above,
Will whisper with some kind of love:
“It’s time to go to our side”.
And there is no long way to rove…
We’ll be at home, away from dream,
Lit up the fire, sit together,
We’ll speak of greatest country ever,
With our light so warm and dim
And with the smell that seems a fever.
We will remember every day…
And then the lights will soon come out,
I’ll shut the window, turn around,
And for a moment look away…
It’s what my dream has been about,
About snow and evil rain.
Somewhere there is July…
And I don’t even want to lie
But summer causes only pain
And North’s the only home of mine.