I wished
I wished to be the playful wind
So I could fly above the dusty earth
The light of sun gives me a hint
The starry line is very close to birth
I wished to see the rare dreams
I wished to take a nap at cloudy sky
Or have the game of air streams
I heard the song of spirit saying “fly”
But you say: dreams are dreams
And there is nothing we could find
It is the emptiness, which gleams
The windy way destroys your mind
But anyway, I wish to let the sky
Remind my soul its gracious songs
My memory says that I could fly
To divine Land where soul belongs
If you decide to join my tidy lyre
You have to call the wind of change
I will come back to fire up desire
Thus you enjoy this kind of change