Over the real world

the hopes surf over real world
and lead us both to sky and stars.
below the heaven mud and dirt
affects no soul but touches hearts.

despite grey rain and windy rolls
let me break through with utmost dreams
to tear apart the cloudy walls
and freely fly on golden wings.

with eyes of love and caring hands
we'll see the future clear blue dales
to land on peaceful snow-white strands
with precious emeralds of vales.

and to inspire our ways
there is a burning flame of love
reflects the shades and sunny rays
and endless heaven dome above