Fly fly like the wind And search for the lost dreams… …Cry cry in the night …… You must dream in your sweet lifepast… “Remember, when the bright stars was in your hands… Remember, when the happines are your mindstate …All the time… Stardust in your eyes, the essence of the innocence, Walking into your dreams, playing with the nymphs. Cold ancient times, fly with your innocence And the silver moon sigh you a beauty song. Fairies in the wood dance with your innocence And the knowing tree sleep on the eternity… Fly fly like the wind And search for the magic dreams…