You came to my dream
when the day drew to a cloce.
You had gone when I woke up,
the candle had gone out.
My dream
And my room were covered with dark.
If again one evening
if I burn a candle
if you come
if you wake me up...
...Who can open the doors of my drem
except you?
each time when you come
my dream join you,
leaving me,
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