Today when gods visited me,
My dream told a secret,
Of wild roses,
That never lost their fragrance.
For they were in eternal love with the wild!
Gods visited me again,
Now with the dream of a little jasmine,
Which never lost it's feathers,
Under any ravage of time or tempest,
For it hid it's head close to earth,
In an eternal love embrace!
Tired of dreams the gods,
Visited me with a dream as real as life.
A pretty woman in wedding attire,
Walking by the side of my soul,
With an elegant smile and silence,
Draped in flowing fridges of brocades!
The gods whispered to my ears,
That she has fragrance of eternity,
And that she will never wither away,
For her soul is rooted on earth,
With the wings of the sky to reach your soul.
My dream told a secret,
Of wild roses,
That never lost their fragrance.
For they were in eternal love with the wild!
Gods visited me again,
Now with the dream of a little jasmine,
Which never lost it's feathers,
Under any ravage of time or tempest,
For it hid it's head close to earth,
In an eternal love embrace!
Tired of dreams the gods,
Visited me with a dream as real as life.
A pretty woman in wedding attire,
Walking by the side of my soul,
With an elegant smile and silence,
Draped in flowing fridges of brocades!
The gods whispered to my ears,
That she has fragrance of eternity,
And that she will never wither away,
For her soul is rooted on earth,
With the wings of the sky to reach your soul.
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