Paths lead there where none shall tread
Ever awake one will once fall asleep
Trailing across slumber lands
I follow a way of a fantasy
Phantom of real upon a withered story
To reach the stars
To claim pure light
I fly so high
To dream just once
In silence of sky blue
There upon all silver bloom
I saw spring sense of you
Sweet scent of first flower in the wind
White petal upon my hair
Divine taste of honey and wine dwelling still
In cool midnight air
Ere break of day a dream will fade
You cannot be real, my nightingale
A silent mare, a fairytale
Upon the hills and valleys green
Beyond the sea and stream
Where winter dwells still
In spring of bloom
Quivering sea of deep blue
My heart longs for one of all truth
In silent dream, reflection still
My eyes caught you, my spring in bloom
A moment of desire and fantasy deep