I have slowly taken small steps forward.
I will continue on the same way.
I have passed lots of doorways.
I will continue on the same way.
A dream which expresses everything in a matter of seconds is
like a bird that springs as soon as its figure is found
into the sky in which the dribble is unlikely to disappear.
The past can’t be effaced.
The present can’t be effaced either.
But the future is still in a dream.
I have slowly taken small steps forward.
I will continue on the same way
and I will pass lots of doorways
under the sky in which the dribble is unlikely to disappear.