"TIMELESS MELODY..."


The harshness of the events
Took away the last blow of voice...

Silent became the surroundings
That were before so full of life...

The notes silenced
When the tempo became out of sinc...

The piano keys turned to dust
My fingers hardened
They lost the poetry of their movements...

But the memories did not vanish
With the storm of vicissitudes...

The memories keep the dream alive
Even if it does not breath anymore to the world outside...

It is possible to rescue the dream
Because dreams are timeless within...

Dreams are treasures
That cannot be stollen...

Nobody can prevents us to dream
It is so private and powerful...

Contrary to the piano keys
Dreams do not turn into fragments...

They are a body of desires intertwined
In the land of imagination...

We have a commitment with our dreams
Betray them can be
The threshold between life and death...

The beauty of a dream
Is in the strength of its stream...

(Simone)