Small, simple dreams
They were small, simple dreams
The kind from hide-and-seek
In others, just a timid embrace
A smile and a tear
Some tenuous moments
A few steps walked side by side
Arm in tender arm
A glance and a wave from afar
Sometimes a sweet joy
Just a new, gentle song
A poem you never tire of
That lingers in the aching heart
And of silent, humble feelings
Half a loaf for each, and that is all
In that joke and the bursts of laughter
Cities that live in the very same space
And may the grace of this day never end
And may the sacred night turn in circles
For as long as everyone still exists
The same ones together, and together forever
