I wanna close my eyes and dissapear somewhere far
This reality is turning into something too hard.

When my eyes are closed, I can be happy again
It is full of colors, it's all new terrain-
And there I am, flying, without an airplane.

Oftentimes I wonder what would it be like
In only one second, get rid of this life
And not to stop living; but rather ghostlike
Experience a living where sadness's unlike.

The dream is still running, but soon it will stop
I wish it would stay here, if only one drop-
This small piece of hoping would keep me on top
Would induce my spirit to enjoy the hop
Ignoring the fearing, remove the teardrop.