I had a dream, a dream of counting stars
On each star was a smile, or a blink of your eyes.
A soft and cheerful vision, as clear as the brilliant sky, a watercolor painted in dream, with fairy angels flying by.
I wanted to dream forever
as we danced on the scene
we and the angels together
but I walked from my dream.
A broken dream. However,
I saw you sleeping by my side
my thoughts were sweet as ever,
I knew that dream prove,
I was happy to be your bride.