Beyond the hills of this land the horizons to my dreams lie
The golden sparks of dusk casting a surreal magic
Blooming flowers of innocent dreams here
Efface the dying laments of fire
With the hush of the lips, the gentle touches
Grasping tight for it might leave your arms in a flash
Rivers of stargazes, seas of aspirations
Beyond this valley beneath that land of hills
These flows in my eyes towards my heart
Frozen beats and wintry smiles blossoms
Shadows of the sun finally lengthens to reach me
Touching me are the twinkles of twilight
Fading away into darkness of the dusk are my grief’s
Sorrows overtaken by a calmness that filled an empty heart
Beyond the horizon, through every bit of me
Finally today I see the face of my dreams....
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