In all my life I have just dreamed,
To create a new machine...

A new day divides the thoughts of yesterday,
And all I'm hopping now to say...

You that I not understand although I now refuse…
You enigma of a genius's muse...

Birth is what we feel,
Again in this spring reviving atmosphere...

How can we extend…?
Orisons that have no end...

For you o faithful reader…
In what way you judge this simply dreamer...

A world that forms by energy and imagination,
From other point of view is just a Gods creation...

Within our hearts of love and hate,
Outside the world, inside this faith...

An imagine, of that laugh inside,
outside of that that is beyond the mind...

Time, has passed me by,
Thoughts, have blinded my mind...

In the knees I put my self,
In front of you, to venerate and dream upon...