My heart capsizes…
Life, Dream, Reality, Illusion…
Can we really make the difference...
All those words are nothing...
Nothing really exists...
People chose their way of life...
Mine...Is my dream...
The innocence of a child...
The imagination...
Escapist...

When I was a child...
I dreamt that all people were happy together ...
All the pain and the sorrow had gone ...
There was wolves and whales ...
In the forest, the mountains
And the deep blue oceans...
A white rose...
Sweet and beautiful...
A mountain of sorrow...<

My sweet flower...
Your smell fills my lungs
Of heats and hopes …
Fate led me to you …
So that you change my life …
And my destiny …
You are a chest filled of wonders …
A dream...
My white rose…