The palace of dreams,
there is a garden full of streams.
Where you can hear songs 'bout liberty
And poets speak of infinity.
In deeper rooms you will find secret galleries
And hallways are filled with novels and diaries .
And there we all, artists, live, as it's our kingdom
We all, courageous dreamers, our works about freedom.
So come to us with not a single regret, overground.
Let your talent shine really bright, with us, mates, all around.