Thank you, for this dream

I’ve seen you again,

over the clouds of my mind,

like a summer sunset,

more than a winter sunrise.

What a sight,

calling for a warm evening,

like the only one we lived together,

in your land.

What will I pay,

for once more,

coming to your home,

take you with my motorbike,

and go out, walk away.

The only summer time,

we passed together,

and when the winter came,

we dissipated like smoke,

like nothing matters at all.

Those were magic times,

thank you for this dream,

a dream that will never come back,

closed forever, in care,

down in my heart.