I'm a dreamer.
When...

It's the end of a century,
A long hundred years...

When I wave goodbye,
Nobody waves back...

Whenever I look up
At the stars in the night sky...

Troubled, I may not arrive where I want,
And I blank out everyone...

It's my spell
That's all around...

Don't look back,
Please go without doubts...

People of the night,
Far beyond the future...

This world bathes
In the suns fake rays...

I run through a storm,
Stepping meekly...

Sunny spots,
Brilliant and bright...

More, and more,
I become greedy...