They sing in your head without a sound
Where bliss and easiness bury dreams underground,
They disappear into the fearsome lair,
Dreams, the half-forgotten harmony.

The lair is filled with water flowing,
The growling of waves magnified by the walls falling
Vanishing all your desire and stubbornness
For this barely possible wanted happiness.

You must swim against the rushing current
Even if the sloshing water is very torrent
The ending is different form what now appears
Your dream is in fate’s hands, it’s not always clear.

Believe in you dreams until you advance
Do not give up; there will be no second chance