Who’s dreamed up a country,
country of a dream,
Who can answer me,
to tell me everything?
This may be somewhere,
Somewhere in my heart…
I might be there,
Walking near a star.
I might be there,
When I slept at night…
I can’t be ever,
In the country of my dream,
This time has gone away,
Left me with a dream,
I keep it in deep in of my soul,
I need it and only, no more,
This is keeping somewhere
In my soul,
I used to be there,
When I was alone.
Who’s dreamed up a country?
Of my dream,
Who can answer me?
Or reply me anything.
This might be not a country,
But a childhood of mine,
There stayed a mother’s love,
The first lover in the night…
A country of my dream
© Copyright: Эдуард Афонин, 2006
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