I saw her today,
Halfway from her land,
A shadow.
Her skirts gathered up in her hands.
She wept and her hair,
My reflection it swept.
Tears down her cheeks,
She says "Find me a way,
Oh, find me a way to wake!
My dream is too real, and its pulling me down,
And I don't know which way to take!"
I saw her again,
far from her land,
Her sobs are too loud,
She screams.
"It eats me alive,
And I cannot turn back,
I miss my home,where I was real."
I saw her a last time,
sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza and content,
Too far and quiet to be true,
Her sobs are quite done,
and her cheeks are now dry,
Face calm and steady she says:
"No,no,do not wake me up,
My dream is too real for te to take.
I am quite content,
my world is quite real,
I am but a mist,all whispers are quiet,
And I cant ever recall myself real."
Halfway from her land,
A shadow.
Her skirts gathered up in her hands.
She wept and her hair,
My reflection it swept.
Tears down her cheeks,
She says "Find me a way,
Oh, find me a way to wake!
My dream is too real, and its pulling me down,
And I don't know which way to take!"
I saw her again,
far from her land,
Her sobs are too loud,
She screams.
"It eats me alive,
And I cannot turn back,
I miss my home,where I was real."
I saw her a last time,
sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza and content,
Too far and quiet to be true,
Her sobs are quite done,
and her cheeks are now dry,
Face calm and steady she says:
"No,no,do not wake me up,
My dream is too real for te to take.
I am quite content,
my world is quite real,
I am but a mist,all whispers are quiet,
And I cant ever recall myself real."
how we met each other.
I knew from the first contact
that we are different from the others.
You, so unusual and sweet,
with magic in words,
te left me dreams.
But dreams are afraid of
reality.
Afraid of the storm
and restlessness.
The reasons are always
different, and yet the same.
Everyone wants to dream,
fearing that reality may
destroy that moment of peace,
bringing pain and empty memories,
words that have gone with breeze.
Although te make your peace
with reality,
te still dream the same dream,
while the pain smolder in you.
Everything changes,
everything fades away with time,
but te still dream the same dream.
The reasons are always
different, and yet the same.
In the end, te realize
that everything is just a dream,
everything has its end.
And while the pain smolder in you
and everything fades slowly,
te still dream the same dream,
te still dream.
Late one night
He’s tryin’ to count the stars
In each of the signs
All alone da the riverside
And time passes by
Gathering thoughts of the past
And maybe he’ll cry
So they say he’s a madman
And he don’t understand
But I know that he’s tryin’ hard
To act like a man
All those years he has suffered,
My friends
All those years of pain
But I don’t think he knows for sur
E if those years were in vain
He’s a dreamer
And he’s fightin’ for his life
He’s tryin’ to understand
He’s a dreamer
But he wants to carry on
Yet I know he’s a lonely man
I never tried to be anything other than a dreamer. I never paid any attention to people who told me to go out and live. I belonged always to whatever was far from me and to whatever I could never be. Anything that was not mine, however base, always seemed to be full of poetry. The only thing I ever loved was pure nothingness.”
— Fernando Pessoa
To have any man but to Amore only one
To wake with the moon and sleep with the sun
To be a sinner a saint, a lover and friend
To know a beginning but never an end
To fly in the ocean, swim in the skys
Believer in truth, defendant of lies
To be of purest love, the deepest pain
To be Lost and found again and again and again
These are the dreams
Of an impossible princess
To know the power of wealth and poverty
To taste every moment and try everything
To be hailed as a hero, branded a fool
Believe in the sacred and break every rule
To give into pleasure with no boundaries
Living in chaos and harmony
To feel the touch of a man, a woman's caress
To know the limits of torture and tenderness
These are the dreams
Of an impossible princess
Man and woman boy and girl
They want to escape this world
(Nothing's what it seems)
These are the dreams of an impossible princess
It's a way of dealing with all the feeling
Keep believing in dreams
(by Kylie Minogue)
Brian: Just remember, the sweet is never as sweet without the sour, and I know the sour.
Rebecca Dearborn: Most of us live our whole lives... without any real adventure to call our own.
Rebecca Dearborn: What is any life without the pursuit of a dream?
Brian: te will never know the exquisite pain of the guy, who goes home alone.
Edmund: It's been a brilliant journey of self-awakening.
David: I want to live a real life... I don't want to dream any longer.
Sofía: Open your eyes. Open your eyes. Open your eyes. Open your eyes. Open you...
Do te giorno dream when your outside laying on the grass.Does peace come o go to you.
Does your DOG look like a lupo when he o she runs in the wind like the mesteryous mist wolf.
Do te dream like your the forest's son o daughter and te feel like your born their.
When te look at the sun do te feel that your part of it.
THE END PLEASE STILL giorno DREAM
THANK YOU
