In the deep night,
With a lonely thought;
When the world cackles,
In a ounceful dream.
There I dreamt of love,
Where dignity of daylight was revealed;
Where mansion of thought was buil,
When the derliness of life appeared,
In a wavy sphere.
There a fantasy appeared to me,
There a motion was moved to live,
There a moment of living blabbed,
When the sorrowful noise was depressed.
Admiration occupy the whole heart,
When it was turned by dream;
A dream in a dream,
Which rude the dreamt dream,
In a modified language.
A dream couldn't explain the mid-night show,
When the dream occupy the ventilation;
There it remember its root success,
Which is sleeping on motion,
As repares to slumberness,
In a thoughtful manner.
There I dreamt to be a Writer,
There I dreamt to be a Professor,
There I dreamt to be a Musician,
But the dream in a dream moves the move.
I tried to forge the dream's ink,
I tried to wield mores in its knowledge,
I tried to add more ink to my crowned pen;
But the dream in a dream improves my skill.
I crossed my fingers to see the call rolling,
It told me to be patience;
I heeded to its advice,
There the truth was revealed in...
A dream in a dream.