As I spill droplets of ink on my pages,
As I take a stroll down memory lane,
As I make everyday a joyous day,
I will still say,
I have a dream,

As I connect with my thoughts,
As I sail beyond the horizon of this world,
As I make each and everyday count
I will still say,
I have a dream,

As the wind blows in extreme,
As the meadows afar my country call for me,
As the conscience in my head communicates with me,
I will still say,
I have a dream.