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I’m looking for love, dream even at night,
dream daydreaming dream prance, dance with the wind.
lonely wanderer, was burning passion,
for you daydreaming about you prance, not only in sleep .
Dar icon before you put in the temple will come sacred,
bread mingled with tears, impulse born of love.
with such a strong omen, will kneel embarrassed,
so gentle magic will of love captured.
lights, run the dew drops,
feel somehow heart beats, you come in the night.
stretching my hand, eyes beam of light,
really is a miracle that so much crazy experience love.