Just then, close your eyes

Fugitive and illusively wise;

Colors of her soaked in dyes.

Hours when no one rescues twice,

In troubles and gambles she burst in cries!

Just then, close your eyes;

And play with the dream that lets you retry.

When words become lime and pale,

The fear inside her tends to stay.

Her smile bows down and begs for bail,

The time rushes as a ship to a quay.

Just then, close your eyes;

And play with the dream that lets you retry.

Jammed packed in the world of ten;

The day when the world pays no damn heed,

The evening when a farmer flatters a sore hen,

Misty morning when she incurs with the curse of greed.

Just then, close your eyes;

And play with the dream that lets you retry.

Like the branches of a fruitless tree,

She's never sure if she's nearly late.

Never been the one she wants to be,

When amazed by the crippled and her fearless gait.

Just then, close your eyes;

And play with the dream that lets you retry.