In the vastness of the dream. O rider of the stupid horse, which path are you following? In total darkness
, you are devoted to the dream, with all the good, which way, with this wooden horse?
With you in your mind. With any love and with any name , we are going to conquer the heart. The previous moon has a spell
in your noble hands, you have a picture of the previous moon to find its place. You show the world, the
previous moon is in the story. The thought of waking up in your sleep is not the sun of the seven heavens. The picture of the sun in the water,
wake up from the dream of the story. Let go of the horse, let go of your house, the previous moon belongs to the story. Man, call me if Im far from the legend. If Im not the moon, if Im not a stranger to the earth, if Im not heavenly, Im tired of sleeping. Like a tender story, I believe in your honesty. I am as noble as your heart.
